[{"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-163":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},2264986,4422,"Chapter 163: Saint Doraemon, Protect My Wife","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-163",163,"\u003Cp>Zhou Yun instinctively swung his arm into the air, feeling as if he had struck something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when he looked up, it seemed he had hit nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Danton raised his head, bewildered by Zhou Yun’s sudden arm movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His elbow nearly struck Danton’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, awkward smile appeared on Zhou Yun’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swatted a mosquito,” Zhou Yun said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danton blinked, then asked: “Are there mosquitoes on Bahr?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun paused, suddenly realizing there truly were no mosquitoes on Bahr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the wars among the Bahrans had been too intense, their intense radiation killing off most insects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe Bahr already had too many bloodsuckers, leaving no ecological niche for mosquitoes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We need a biological sage to fill the void left by Bahr’s missing mosquitoes,” Zhou Yun joked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun glanced at the winged figure within the white light—he should have chirped and squawked by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t. And Zhou Yun subtly noticed that the blue hues mixed within the white light had grown stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the church’s presence had amplified those blue radiations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s awfully cruel,” Danton chuckled in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he quickly sobered, turning his gaze to the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Hierophant is coming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Danton’s face turned devout; he clasped his hands into a circle against his chest—a gesture of prayer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps echoed from behind the altar, and the Asford and Luxi refugees fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them clenched their fists against their chests, whispering prayers and praises to Saint Doraemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun watched the scene with calm indifference; he had grown accustomed to it, no longer embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Saint Doraemon, bless my wife to give birth to triplets,” muttered a Luxi herdsman seated before Zhou Yun, head bowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you dare dump every damn wish on Doraemon, you bastard!” Zhou Yun’s eye twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and looked toward the altar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would the Hierophant be? Leina? Old One-Eye? Or someone else?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hierophant, draped in a linen robe, emerged slowly from behind the altar. His ancient face—rarely seen even on Bahr or Asford—came into Zhou Yun’s view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s eyelid twitched; his hands gripped the arms of his chair tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man with the ugly face stood beneath Doraemon’s statue, slowly opening his arms, his ashen face filled with devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rejoice, all of you, for Saint Doraemon is with us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The linen-robed Luo Ge broke into a dry, hollow smile and shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Praise Saint Doraemon! You are the source of all things, the devourer of vermin, the embodiment of hope and salvation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s eye twitched; he sat frozen in his chair, expression numb, watching Luo Ge preach devotion to Saint Doraemon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner of his vision, the winged figure amid the blue-and-white light was laughing loudly at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why the hell is it Luo Ge?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun had considered Old One-Eye, or Leina—but never, in a million years, Luo Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge began listening to the believers’ prayers one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some prayed for health, some for luck, some for their machines to run efficiently—but others…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Luxi herdsman seated before Zhou Yun stood up, his face simple and earnest as he asked in thick Luxi Low Gothic:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will Saint Doraemon bless my wife to give birth to four?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dude, how the hell did you go from three to four in one breath? You can’t be this greedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun sat there, face numb, watching the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge’s ugly face split into a radiant smile as he nodded to the Luxi herdsman:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as you are devout, Saint Doraemon will bless you—whether three, four, six, seven, eight… as long as you are devout, your wife can bear them all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Praise Saint Doraemon——————”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I fucking told you to praise Doraemon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun could take no more. He leapt from his chair, startling Danton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the stunned gaze of the entire church, Zhou Yun vanished from his spot—and reappeared instantly before Luo Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you to praise Doraemon!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge’s face was blank with confusion—he hadn’t even processed it when Zhou Yun’s fist smashed into his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I told you to give birth to eight! I told you to praise Saint Doraemon! Eat my Supreme Cat-Head Punch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhhhh!!!” Luo Ge’s scream echoed through the entire church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind the small church in Second Fedia City, Luo Ge clenched his jaw, enduring the pain while clinging to his Hierophant’s dignity, staring at the man who had just punched his face repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man, after delivering the blows, didn’t flee or hurry—he grabbed Luo Ge by the arm and dragged him behind the church, saying he wanted to talk. “Friend, you may believe or not—Saint Doraemon grants all.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those who believe, who are devout, Doraemon grants them fortune—they are blessed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge adopted a pious, lecturing posture, and somehow, his ugly face gained a sliver of credibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Do I look like a man, or like Doraemon?” Zhou Yun asked, taking a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Clearly a man?” Luo Ge replied, bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun nodded, then swept his hand across his face, peeling off the body clay and stripping away the Phantom DX suit beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now?” Zhou Yun revealed his face, looking at Luo Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge froze, then his face lit up with joy: “Zhou Yun! You’re alive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Saint Doraemon be praised! You’re alive! I’ve been searching for you—I thought you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Yun’s brow furrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you guess?” Zhou Yun couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Luo Ge’s intelligence was among the lowest in Asford, he shouldn’t have failed to realize Zhou Yun was Lyen Rus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in Asford, he was one of Zhou Yun’s few acquaintances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing Zhou Yun was Lyen Rus, then deducing he was Doraemon, was perfectly logical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guess what?” Luo Ge looked utterly lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Hm?” Zhou Yun stared at Luo Ge’s confusion, and something faintly clicked in his memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh—Leina. Leina had once used psychic energy to implant a psychological suggestion in Luo Ge, making him unable to recognize Zhou Yun as Lyen Rus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was to prevent Luo Ge’s loose tongue from revealing Zhou Yun’s true identity to the Gene Thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, when the insect swarm invaded and Asford erupted into war, both Zhou Yun and Leina forgot about it—and no one remembered to remove the suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Luo Ge still had no idea Zhou Yun was Lyen Rus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun rubbed his chin and tentatively said, “Actually, I’m Lyen Rus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant Zhou Yun spoke those words, Luo Ge’s eyes went blank and dull, losing all light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after Zhou Yun finished speaking did Luo Ge’s gaze regain its spark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Zhou Yun, what did you just say?” Luo Ge asked, dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed—Leina’s psychological suggestion was still active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun rubbed his chin, yet felt a strange unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why hadn’t Leina removed it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where’s Leina? Where is she now? I need to find her,” Zhou Yun said to Luo Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge, thrilled to see Zhou Yun alive, had momentarily forgotten his pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when Zhou Yun mentioned wanting to find Leina, he paused, startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun, you don’t know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Leina never came to Bahr.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All the people from the Ark Sect, Saint Doraemon’s followers, and other refugees here are now under my, Old One-Eye, and Dici’s command.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m on Bahr II; Dici and Old One-Eye are on the main Bahr planet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leina didn’t come to Bahr?” Zhou Yun raised an eyebrow: “Where did she go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This information surprised him slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina hadn’t come to Bahr—and Luo Ge had become one of the leaders of the Mingfuxingxi  refugees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Luo Ge, not only Leina, but most former Ark Sect members had not come to Bahr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ding had let so many capable people leave… Could it be…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lady Leina took most of the Ark Sect members and joined the Imperial Guard, heading to Cadia with General Drostron.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge scratched his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But I, Old One-Eye, and some other Ark Sect brothers didn’t go with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old One-Eye said he couldn’t abandon the Asford refugees.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she really did go to Cadia with General Drostron—Zhou Yun was no longer surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made sense. Both Leina and Ding knew Cadia’s importance. If Leina joined the Imperial Guard and went to Cadia, Ding would never stop her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Zhou Yun’s memory, Ding had even sent elite First Company Terminators to Cadia—even as Bahr faced its own crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Zhou Yun turned his gaze to Luo Ge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood Rena’s situation well, but Lag’s change was a little... a little hard for Zhou Yun to comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun could even sense that this guy truly believed in Saint Doraemon, without a trace of self-interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lag’s life in the lower nest of Asford wasn’t terrible, but it had nothing to do with piety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lag seemed to notice the strangeness in Zhou Yun’s gaze; he sheepishly scratched his head, a embarrassed smile spreading across his ugly face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun, if you want to know what happened to me, we must first talk about Saint Doraemon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t you believe in Him too? Saint Doraemon is incredibly efficacious!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling a bit better mentally today, but still sleepy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1528,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3cf7f731972b79650dc32a9cba28251160bcc48666409a3151787f60635642a0","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-164","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-162",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]