The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

"Alright, since everyone's here, let me say a few things first," the homeroom teacher said. Checking attendance is a necessary task for teachers before the first class, whether it's morning or afternoon. Who's responsible if someone's missing?

"Hmm~" The homeroom teacher cleared his throat: "Then I'll begin! First, let me tell you that the King of Glory City Tournament will be held in our Pingshan City next month, right, everyone?"

"We know!" The students answered in unison like elementary school students. Han Cheng also knew about it, but since the competition was held in the city, he would only participate at most. Why did the homeroom teacher bring it up?

"I know you're all curious why I brought this up, haha~" the homeroom teacher said. (I don't know if it's a habit, but she always likes to say that "haha").

"That's because our school has reached an agreement with the official Honor of Kings team to hold an Honor of Kings tournament at our school next week. The team will mainly select players from our Grade 11 students, and the winning team can represent our school in the Honor of Kings offline city tournament!"

The homeroom teacher, Chen Xiaoye's, words excited many of the boys present. While the school's management was supposed to be humane, it couldn't be this humane—encouraging students to play video games?

"Hmph!" The homeroom teacher sneered, "Don't think this is encouraging you to play games. The school's intention is to let you experience the joy of teamwork in competition and promote your interest in learning..."

“Chen…” Xu Xiaomeng said, “Chen” is her “affectionate name” for Han Cheng.

"What do you think? Do you want to participate?"

"Of course!" Han Cheng blurted out in English, "So, do you want to participate too?"

"Hmm..." Xu Xiaomeng wore a bitter expression, clearly having lost, and could have won...

"Holy crap! My deskmate is truly a goddess! Even when she's angry, she still exudes goddess-like charm!" Han Cheng thought to himself in surprise, but then felt he was being too vulgar (Where was the vulgarity? Everyone loves beauty! Even the author doesn't think it's vulgar!).

"Alright!" The homeroom teacher finally ended her long-winded lecture. Women, you know, all love to nag (like your mom, but here's a reminder for those of you who hate your moms' nagging: they're doing it for your own good! I've said a bit too much...).

"Nay Bing and Xu Xiaomeng, could you two please distribute last week's monthly exam papers for me?"

After the homeroom teacher finished speaking, Ye Bing and Xu Xiaomeng went up to the stage and received a thick stack of test papers from the teacher. For the top students, these test papers were a symbol of honor; for the slackers like Sun Wukong Fatty, trembling in the back of the desk, they were a nightmare!

The test was a math test, because our homeroom teacher teaches math! (Duh!)

However, when it comes to math, Han Cheng is also a little worried about whether he can break through forty points this time. He hates math the most, but he excels in other subjects (clearly showing his disdain for his math teacher! Actually, the author feels the same way...).

"Distribute them while reading them aloud!" the homeroom teacher said. "Han Cheng, you tally up the scores!" (Han Cheng is the class monitor.)

"Oh!"

"Night Ice, 116!"

"Oh, Ye Bing, 116!" Han Cheng silently noted it down, though not entirely silently.

"Xu Xiaomeng, 100!"

"Xu Xiaomeng, 100!" Han Cheng wrote it down again: "You wrote an extra zero!"

……

"Sun Zhu, 38!"

"Monkey, looks like you really are 38!" the fat man said with a wicked grin.

"Go to hell!" Sun Wukong roared.

"Guo Lizhuo, 8!"

"Hahaha! You don't even have as much as I do!" Sun Wukong laughed.

"Sun Zhu, Guo Lizhuo!" the homeroom teacher roared, "Did you do very well on the test? You seem so happy. Come to the office after class!"

"Huh?" Fatty Sun Wukong looked completely bewildered.

"Hehe!" Han Cheng chuckled secretly, but his laughter froze after a moment.

"Han Cheng, 48!"

"Hahaha! I've broken through forty points! And the last two digits are all eight, which is quite auspicious!" This was what Han Cheng was thinking. Of course, his smile hadn't yet froze. The reason it froze was because his homeroom teacher was glaring at him: "Han Cheng, you're in the same boat, come to the office!"

"what?"

After the test papers were handed out, it was time for math class, which even the author couldn't stand. Han Cheng held a pen, twirling it around, lost in thought, completely ignoring the passionate and eloquent lecture from the teacher on the podium.

get out of class was over, and it was time for Han Cheng to leave. Xu Xiaomeng looked at Han Cheng with a sorrowful expression and said, "Have a safe journey!"

"Damn it! I'm not dead yet!" Han Cheng exclaimed.

Inside homeroom teacher Chen Xiaoye's office, three students looked completely bewildered. Of the three students beside her, one was as fat as a pig, another was as thin as a monkey, and the third was relatively normal-looking. They were waiting blankly for their homeroom teacher to start scolding them.

"Guo Lizhuo, right?" There was nothing he could do; the fat guy was standing on the far left!

"Your dad gave you such a powerful name, how could you waste it?" (Actually, it was the author who came up with it!)

"Look at you and your deskmate Sun Zhu, which of you did well in your studies?" At this point, Sun Zhu, who had been holding back her laughter, could no longer laugh. Only Han Cheng "had the last laugh."

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"Phew!" The homeroom teacher breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of water, and finally finished scolding Sun Wukong and Fatty.

"Tell me the truth, you guys, are you addicted to that game called 'Honor of Kings' and it's causing you to neglect your studies?" the homeroom teacher said seriously. "Your reaction was quite intense just now, you must be playing it, right?"

"No! No!" Sun Wukong and the fat man quickly protested, "We have no idea what that is!"

"And you, Han Cheng?" The homeroom teacher asked, glaring at Han Cheng.

"Teacher, he plays... we often hear him bragging about that game called 'The Essentials of Kingship'!" Sun Wukong and Fatty betrayed Han Cheng, even mentioning "The Essentials," pretending they knew nothing about the game. Moreover, they spoke of these "The Essentials" as if they were very knowledgeable, which was truly a wicked scheme.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the fat man quickly echoed.

"Fine, Han Cheng!" The homeroom teacher was furious. "I told you you didn't score this low on the math exam at the beginning of the semester. So you've been wasting your time on frivolous pursuits? Sun Zhu, Guo Lizhuo, you can leave now."

"Yes!" Sun Wukong and the fat man were beaming with joy, though they didn't show it; their joy was genuine.

"Oh, right, Han Cheng will tell you about your homework in a little while!" The homeroom teacher suddenly mentioned this, leaving Sun Hou and Fatty completely bewildered.

"Teacher...I..." Han Cheng was overwhelmed with emotions at this moment. Those two beasts, Sun Wukong and Fatty!

"Stop talking. As the class monitor, how can your grades be so bad? I mean, only math is so bad. Isn't this a way of saying you're dissatisfied with me?"

"No, no! I swear!" Han Cheng said, with a heart full of sincerity!

"Yo ho!" (These two words are so hard to type! The author hasn't read much! Only a few hundred books, I guess? (????)) (I just can't stand pretentious people!)

"Your English is pretty good?"