[{"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-15":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},2264838,4422,"Chapter 15: You","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-15",15,"\u003Cp>The gang leader stared dumbfounded at the rust-red dagger pressed against his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dagger wasn’t sharp, but it was caked with dark red blood, twisted iron rust like runes, and streaks of corrosion, radiating an eerie, sinister aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combined with the words of the man who had suddenly appeared behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was coated with lethal corruption toxin—any contact, however slight, would turn flesh into pus, even corrupting the soul and preventing it from returning to the Golden Throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang leader couldn’t help swallowing hard, trembling as he turned his head to look at the man behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, his pupils shrank violently, his legs trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a horrifying face—hawk-eyed, tiger-mouthed, carved from volcanic rock deep within the darkest abyss, like a lion crouched in shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang leader suspected that if he so much as twitched against this man, the dagger would turn him to pus and drag him into the realm of demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the gang leader—even nearby gang members and hive workers were terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Appearing like a ghost, claiming the dagger had blasphemous power, his face so cold and terrifying it made knees buckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cultist! He’s a cultist!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang members suddenly felt their legs go weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hive, the most dangerous things were never criminal gangs, but blasphemous cultists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang leader gasped, staring at the dagger at his throat, and stammered out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t rush, don’t rush. Let’s talk this through.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the paralyzed gang members and hive workers, Zhou Yun himself felt a momentary numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d only intended to seize the gang leader and use the Anywhere Ring to enter the PDF base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the effect was far too strong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun noticed the looks directed at him—they were the eyes of people seeing a cultist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be afraid. I’m not a cultist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun spoke calmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I only want to enter the PDF base. I ask you not to block me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at this face full of righteousness—do I not seem loyal?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Zhou Yun leaned his face close to the gang leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang leader’s expression twisted, his legs shaking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, yes, you’re not a cultist, sir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a cultist could appear like a phantom; only a cultist’s dagger could carry soul-corrupting poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gang leader glanced at the crimson dagger at his throat, paused, then nodded fiercely:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, yes, you’re right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You clearly aren’t a cultist—your face radiates righteousness and loyalty to the Emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look at this… this lion-like face—it looks utterly sincere, with not a single secret.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun nodded in deep agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was modeled after Primarch Leman Russ—how could it not look loyal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re cooperating well. I’m satisfied.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun patted the gang leader’s shoulder approvingly, then waved toward the shadows beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mong and Malkit emerged, cloaked in brown robes, their faces hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby gang members quickly cleared a path for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mong walked to Zhou Yun’s side and gave him a stiff nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun signaled Mong to take the dagger and help hold the gang leader, then led them both to the foot of the rubble mound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his clothes and, hidden from view, pulled the Anywhere Ring from his fourth-dimensional pocket and pressed it against the rubble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go through,” Zhou Yun signaled to Mong and Malkit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go through?” Mong said, dazed and blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t kept up with Zhou Yun’s thoughts at all—everything had happened suddenly: Zhou Yun seized the gang leader, brought them to the rubble mound, then pulled out a golden ring taller than a man and clamped it to the wall, where a black hole instantly formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go through and you’ll be inside the PDF base.” Saying this, Zhou Yun stepped through first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkit followed immediately. Mong hesitated, shoved the gang leader aside, and stepped through after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the scene before him swirled—when his head emerged from the ring, he stood in an open, empty space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked, realizing he had passed through the rubble mound and now stood before the PDF base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him lay a dilapidated PDF camp, its walls painted with the crest of Viceroy Flax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mong still looked bewildered as he watched Zhou Yun slip the golden ring back into his clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell silent for a moment, slowly processing what had just happened, then muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re not a cultist, are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun glanced at Mong with disdain: “You’re a cultist and you dare accuse me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Forget it. With your competence, calling you a cultist is a compliment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun shook his head—he never imagined he’d be called a cultist by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had no true loyalty or faith in the Emperor, he certainly hadn’t turned to the warp’s phantoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two Nurgle worshippers were accusing him of being a cultist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Family, who understands? This annoying cultist,” Zhou Yun muttered under his breath, dripping with sarcasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mong shook his head: “My brother and I are not cultists. We came for the sake of all Asford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heretics never think they’re heretics,” Zhou Yun shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you the same?” Mong retorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough, Mong. Without Leman Russ’s help, we wouldn’t have gotten in so easily,” Malkit interjected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still sounded slightly awkward saying the name Leman Russ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gave him a slight nod: “My goal is the weapons in the warehouse. If you plan to perform any blasphemous sorcery, wait until I’m done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re going to carry the entire warehouse’s weapons yourself?” Mong said, surprised: “Are you planning some blasphemous sorcery?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, you misunderstand us—we’re here only to retrieve some documents,” Malkit shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Yun nodded: “Fine. If you’re looking for files, see if you can find me a map of Sector Eight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course,” Malkit smiled and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the three walked toward the entrance of the PDF base.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before entering, Malkit slowed slightly, falling half a step behind Mong and Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, in a whisper barely audible, he chanted a seven-syllable incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1000,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","65e231c78e76f9f2f35c1b65e4ff1e96179f4cec006e568864c0f7baab12898a","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-16","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-14",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]