[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te":3,"chapter-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-115":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in Warhammer, Please Don't Praise the Doraemon Machine God",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2264938,4422,"Chapter 115: Illegal Psychic Unit","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-115",115,"\u003Cp>Psychic flames roared through the air, wrapping around the gene-thieves hiding among the noble private soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yaaaaaahhh!!!” A chorus of agonized screams erupted from the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of robed psychics, their eyes tinged with madness, appeared behind the gene-thieves without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These psychics clutched staffs and roared as they unleashed their psychic power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unquenchable soulfire and searing psychic lightning howled forth, piercing one pure-blood gene-thief after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>General Droste stared in shock at the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had such a powerful psychic force suddenly emerged from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empire’s majority of psychics were taken away by the Black Ships; scattered illegal psychics could never muster a unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only one possibility: someone in high position had secretly sheltered a large number of illegal psychics who escaped the Black Ships.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>General Droste frowned at the gaunt old man protected by the psychics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was younger than him, yet seemed ravaged by endless terror, aged beyond his years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>General Droste recognized him at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Viceroy Augustus Flax, the coward who hid in the shelter—and who had clashed with Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun casually reached out, gripped the head of a pure-blood gene-thief, tore it off, and crushed it into a lump before tossing it aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned toward Augustus Flax, hidden behind the protecting psychics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oi, you came?” Zhou Yun grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure flickered slightly, evading Lycat, who had been lurking in the shadows, attempting to ambush him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure within Bai Guang blazed with brilliant light, marking every hidden Lycat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun seized the Lycat’s claw and yanked it downward with brute force, tearing it clean off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before it could react, he shoved it into his fourth-dimensional pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was to prevent the Lycat’s consciousness from returning to the Hive Mind upon death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun took a few steps forward and in an instant stood before Viceroy Augustus Flax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychics guarding the Viceroy rushed to block Zhou Yun’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stand still!!!” The psychic closest to Augustus Flax drew a deep breath, psychic energy surging from his body as he shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More mind-whispering tricks? Do all psychics love this crap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun shook his head in exasperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This guy’s psychic power couldn’t match Leina’s—it had zero effect on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun flicked a finger lightly; invisible telekinesis slammed into the psychic, flinging him hard backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychics guarding Viceroy Augustus Flax instantly showed traces of fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man had been among their strongest—and Zhou Yun had dispatched him effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax showed no surprise, just as Zhou Yun had shown no surprise at his appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun knew Augustus Flax’s nature: cowardly, but if pushed far enough, he would strike back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had done the same when confronting the gene-thief chieftain, and when trying to kill Zhou Yun not long ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle across Asford was growing worse; gene-thieves were now appearing on the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax had made the right choice—deploying his psychic unit into combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Servitor?” Zhou Yun raised an eyebrow, asking Viceroy Augustus Flax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Servitor.” Augustus Flax nodded, voice hoarse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a servitor he had once commissioned the Archmagos Belisarius Cawl to build—its appearance and movements nearly identical to Augustus Flax’s own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve come to support you—with this psychic unit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax, fearing Zhou Yun might misunderstand, pointed to the psychics beside him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are under your command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me?” Zhou Yun arched an eyebrow—this was unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m no fool. I know who’s most capable, who can best utilize them.” Augustus Flax glared dryly at Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that so?” Zhou Yun shrugged, turning to look at General Droste, who was directing the Cadian Shock Troops to mop up remaining gene-thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cadian Shock Troops under Zhou Yun’s command had been enhanced by the Acceleration Spring—far faster and more responsive than normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already well-trained, they now held their own even against pure-blood gene-thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“General Droste! I’ve got a unit of illegal psychics for you to command!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gestured to the illegal psychics beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Commanding troops? He wasn’t good at it, and didn’t care to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Helping the Astra Militarum hold out this long was enough; many Asford residents had already been evacuated to the Upper Spire, and further toward the Starport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun planned to leave soon, when the Cadian Shock Troops began withdrawing toward the Starport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, his role on the battlefield would be negligible—and he had his own urgent matters to attend to, no longer able to remain with the Astra Militarum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Illegal psychics?” General Droste’s voice rose sharply—he seemed reluctant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t surprising that Droste was wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Illegal psychics often went berserk or descended into madness, even becoming portals for demons to invade reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially since Droste noticed these illegal psychics carried varying degrees of madness in their eyes—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether from the influence of the Warp’s shadow, or simply always been mentally unstable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, they’re still useful.” Droste muttered, clearly disdainful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the Warp’s shadow prevented the blasphemous creations of the High Heaven from invading reality, the risks posed by these illegal psychics remained manageable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Yun hand over command of the psychic unit without hesitation, and seeing Droste accept it with obvious reluctance, Augustus Flax’s cheek twitched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could they view his decades-long-constructed psychic unit as something to be despised?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax took a deep breath and asked in a low voice: “Is this enough to spare my life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only pursued by Tiberius, Augustus Flax felt he still had some chance of escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Zhou Yun added to the threat, he felt hope vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.Huh?” Zhou Yun’s gaze toward Augustus Flax turned sharply dismissive: “Do you even remember who you are, Augustus Flax?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are Viceroy of Asford. Everything you’ve done isn’t extra devotion—it’s your duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In this Empire, everyone must bear their responsibility. You enjoyed the luxury of being Viceroy—you must protect this world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun slapped Augustus Flax’s shoulder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Open your eyes. Those gutter scum fighting the swarms are the ones truly giving—they bear the responsibility you should’ve shouldered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Spare your life? Many better people died for this. What makes you worthy of living?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Augustus Flax had no reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun punched Augustus Flax’s shoulder hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the way gutter gang thugs greeted each other—Augustus Flax could only stare blankly in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Asford is at its final hour. So are you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find some courage, Viceroy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun chuckled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At least give a little more of the duty you never gave before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Zhou Yun turned and walked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the gene-thieves launched their assault, the gutter swarms also attacked—he and General Droste needed to turn back and reinforce the Lower Spire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The swarms once again demonstrated their superior combat discipline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Upper Spire gene-thieves were ambushed and eliminated by the Astra Militarum, the Hive Mind must have immediately realized its plan had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lower Spire swarms swiftly retreated, no longer wasting biomass in hopeless combat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, through the eyes of gene-thieves and Lycats, the Hive Mind had surely seen Zhou Yun heading toward the Lower Spire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To preserve its biomass, the Hive Mind fled without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Zhou Yun reached the Lower Spire, the swarms had already withdrawn—most of them, and even the corpses of dead swarms had been mostly reclaimed by the Ripperfiends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the gaze of the Saint Guilliman statue, near the Sanchalukou outpost, Zhou Yun walked wearily through the ruins left by the Cadians’ battle with the swarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hoped to find a few intact node creatures or the corpses of Tyranid titans untouched by the swarms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he found only low-tier Tyranid organisms, barely scraping together a hundred thousand credits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Zhou Yun heard several agonized moans—terribly unpleasant moans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, because the sound felt vaguely familiar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He followed the sound and saw a small, curled-up figure lying in the rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man clutched his stomach, curled like a boiled shrimp, whimpering softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wore no Cadian gear—he must have been a Lower Spire gangster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stepped closer; the man, lost in pain, didn’t notice his approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun reached out and turned the man’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Z-Zhou Yun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man had an ugly, grotesque face, his abdomen torn open by a horrifying wound, his internal organs exposed to the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clutched his ruined innards desperately, trying to keep them from spilling out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo Ge?” Zhou Yun stared, looking at the dying man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1395,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d54383bd0ceace7853ca38736e82ea250f1ff38a3712a8084cf12f9a06b7d93e","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-116","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-114",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]