The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

After finishing the game, Han Cheng found that he had become a little stronger and his useless X-ray vision could see a little further, but otherwise he had gained nothing from his night of training.

"I believe we'll be able to see invisible units soon!" Han Cheng comforted himself, then went directly from the mirror world to the convenience store outside the school, bought some snacks, and went to school.

As soon as they entered the classroom, his friends were fast asleep on their desks as usual, while Han Cheng didn't feel sleepy at all. Could it be because of his cultivation last night?

Thinking of this, Han Cheng excitedly flipped through his English book, wondering if it would speed up his memorization.

Han Cheng flipped through the book quickly, going through almost all of its contents. He closed his eyes and recalled that he had memorized most of the content.

"Okay, that's enough..." Han Cheng thought to himself. Even in math, which he was worst at, as long as he memorized the book and remembered the formulas and theorems, his score wouldn't be as pitiful as the thirty-eight he had scored before.

The first class was English.

"Class, let's open our books and read the text once..." the English teacher said. "Now, Han Cheng, you'll lead the reading—"

"Me?" Han Cheng stood up, feeling embarrassed.

"Okay!" The teacher nodded, signaling Han Cheng to begin.

"Okay, phew—" Han Cheng closed his book, and the other students were taken aback. Wasn't Han Cheng supposed to lead the reading of the text? Why was he closing his book? Was he going to recite the text?

Even the English teacher looked at him with a puzzled expression.

However, the next second, Han Cheng read out the first sentence of the text. The students didn't react, but Xu Xiaomeng was the first to follow along. When the others saw this, they also started reading.

Han Cheng recited the long text as if reading from a textbook, without a single mistake, even his pronunciation was perfect. The previously skeptical gazes quickly turned into admiring ones.

"Han Cheng has already memorized it! Let's give him a round of applause!" The English teacher clapped first, and the rest of the students followed suit.

"Hehe, actually I wanted to read it, but I couldn't help but recite it..." Han Cheng said embarrassedly. Xu Xiaomeng nudged Han Cheng with her elbow and said, "Classmate, I told you, you're showing off! If you keep going, you'll cause public outrage!"

Upon hearing this, Han Cheng quickly shut up.

Noon, canteen.

Although Han Cheng and his friends usually commute to school, they choose to eat lunch at the school cafeteria for convenience in playing games. They are really dedicated to playing games. If studying could be like this, and people would spare no effort to learn, then Tsinghua and Peking Universities would probably be overcrowded.

"Little Orange, give me a shot!" Xu Xiaomeng shouted to Han Cheng and ran towards the convenience store, parting ways with Han Cheng who was heading to the cafeteria.

"Oh!" Han Cheng replied and quickly rushed towards the cafeteria.

Class 4 of the second year of high school, which was Han Cheng's classroom, was on the third floor, a bit of a distance from the cafeteria. But at mealtimes, that distance was nothing; a flight of stairs with ten steps could be reached in no more than three steps. At mealtimes, the students were all athletic; the distance to the third floor was easily covered in two minutes, perhaps even faster, taking two steps in three. Han Cheng was the fastest of them all. He remembered that back in junior high, his classroom was also on the third floor, and he could get down a flight of stairs in just two steps. Later, in high school, Han Cheng felt it was a bit dangerous, so he changed to taking three steps. As for going up the stairs, it was also three steps; Han Cheng could jump six steps in one leap.

Some reserved girls walked slowly behind, as did some cool-looking boys. But Han Cheng, who was both handsome and approachable, always got his food early.

Don't let Ye Bing's usual aloofness fool you; he's even more aloof when it comes to eating. He walks at a leisurely pace, and he's not going to the cafeteria. Ye Bing goes home for lunch, but he'll come back quickly.

"Finally, I got my food!" Han Cheng carried two set meals to his seat. To be honest, "finally" wasn't quite the right word, as Han Cheng got his food in less than a minute.

"Phew, I finally caught up with you!" Sun Wukong quickly appeared in front of Han Cheng, carrying two meals in his hands. After all, the fat man was slow and couldn't get the food, so he asked Sun Wukong to do it for him. Sun Wukong was also a substitute for him.

Soon, Xu Xiaomeng arrived, carrying two bags of pickled vegetables, and the fat man also arrived, covered in sweat.

The group then sat down together to eat.

Halfway through the meal, Han Cheng sensed someone rushing towards him. When he looked up, he was surprised to see Xing Feng. By the way, their Class 10 seats should be over there, so how come they are here?

"Hello!" Xing Feng greeted them as he approached them. Xu Xiaomeng gave Xing Feng a disgusted look before continuing to eat.

"Is someone really here?" Han Cheng hadn't thought about why Xing Feng had come. He was only thinking that his cultivation had actually enhanced his sixth sense, so he could even know that someone was coming? But then again, as long as an ordinary person heard footsteps, they would know that someone was coming. Thinking of this, Han Cheng couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"What are you doing here?" Sun Wukong asked in a deep voice.

"Don't bother me while I'm eating. If you have nothing to do, get lost." The fat man spoke very aggressively. Now that Xing Feng's father had lost his power, he was no longer as arrogant as before at school. Therefore, the fat man dared to curse him now. Moreover, even in the past, it would have been normal for the fat man to fight with Xing Feng, given his temper.

"Don't get angry!" Xing Feng waved his hands repeatedly, signaling the others to calm down. "I didn't come here for any other reason than to reconcile with you. You won't look down on me, will you?"

"Disdain! What do you mean by 'reconciling old flames'? Who has any old flames with you? Did you think of this when you were causing trouble for us?" Xu Xiaomeng said. Han Cheng couldn't help but recall how Xing Feng had often hired vagrants to cause him trouble before. He even got into a car accident once, but luckily he was unharmed and even gained superpowers as a result. But despite that, Xing Feng's motives were still sinful.

"No, no, no! Calm down!" Xing Feng said. "Even if we didn't have a good relationship before, there shouldn't be any problem with us making up now, right?"

"A weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—" Xu Xiaomeng said, "is up to no good!"

"Uh..." Han Cheng glanced at Xing Feng, "You should leave!"

"Alright, since you're so unwelcoming, I'll leave first. Here, this is for you!" Xing Feng said, placing several bottles of the school's most expensive drinks on the table.

“Take it!” Xu Xiaomeng said.

"Just accept them, they're not poisonous!" Xing Feng said before leaving.

"Hmph, who wants your drink?" Xu Xiaomeng said, and then tried to throw the drink away.

"No, no, no!" Han Cheng snatched the drink. "Don't waste it if you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it!"

“Right, right, it’s not poisonous anyway,” Sun Wukong and Fatty said, each opening their drinks and taking a sip.