[{"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-27":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},2264850,4422,"Chapter 27: The Godwalks Among Us","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-27",27,"\u003Cp>The one-eyed old man walked out from the room behind the tavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Zhou Yun and the sleeping Lag remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun glanced at Lag, who was snoring loudly, and did not rush to act; instead, he began observing the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was clearly the one-eyed old man’s usual living space, filled with traces of his presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was spotlessly clean: dishes and chopsticks washed and placed in the recycling sink, a few garments neatly arranged in the wardrobe, the bed made perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first impression this room gave Zhou Yun was tidiness—tidy as if trained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was hard to imagine anyone in the Underhive wasting time organizing clothes and rooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun turned his gaze to the only table in the one-eyed old man’s room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the table lay a data slate, its back connected to the wall by several cables, its destination unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stepped to the table and gently reached out to activate the data slate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prompt appeared, requesting a keycode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tidy room, signs of professional training, the keycode-locked data slate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This old bastard has more secrets than I thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun rubbed his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the one-eyed old man’s remaining eye been purple instead of black,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he might have suspected the old man was a Cadia Shock Trooper stationed in the nearby star system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun set down the data slate and turned to look at Lag, lying on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think the Ark Sect’s leader is an illegal psyker or a gene-thief?” asked the winged figure within Bai Guang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun lowered his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Their methods resemble gene-thieves, yet they sent Lag to invite me to meet their leader.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t they worried I’ll run? I can’t make sense of it. I really can’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun pulled out Body Clay from his fourth-dimensional pocket and placed it on the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I plan to go and see for myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if I must flee to the Underhive, I need to confirm whether the Ark Sect is just a front for the gene-thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the chance arises, assassinating the Ark Sect’s suspected gene-thief leader would be even better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Zhou Yun took the Body Clay from the one-meter-wide jar and began pressing it slowly onto his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers moved swiftly, and soon molded Lag’s gray, ugly face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then smeared more clay over his body, making his skin as wrinkled and rough as Lag’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he pulled off Lag’s linen robe and draped it over himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Zhou Yun’s appearance matched Lag’s almost perfectly—except he was slightly taller.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough, cough,” Zhou Yun cleared his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was vastly different from Lag’s coarse, grating tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Zhou Yun remembered one item that could mimic another’s voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze to his fourth-dimensional pocket and opened the Future Department Store.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Item Name: Voice Candy Maker]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Origin: 22nd Century Earth—Future Department Store]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Production Date: 257.M2]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Function: A device with a microphone that records a person’s voice, stores its vocal signature, and produces Voice Candies; consuming one makes the eater’s voice identical to the original.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Price: 50,000]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This item’s function was modest—only voice mimicry—and its price of fifty thousand was far cheaper than Body Clay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But combined with Body Clay, it allowed Zhou Yun to perfectly impersonate another’s voice and appearance for thirty minutes—extremely useful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun purchased the Voice Candy Maker and pressed it against Lag’s mouth as he mumbled in his sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Amasek wine—strong! Nine out of ten strong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Voice Candy Maker recorded Lag’s drunken mutterings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, a pale gold candy emerged and fell into Zhou Yun’s palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun did not eat it immediately; instead, he slipped the voice-saturated candy into the inner pocket of the robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The candy’s effect lasted only thirty minutes—he’d wait until reaching the Ark Sect’s stronghold to consume it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Zhou Yun pulled out the Pocket Tornado from his fourth-dimensional pocket and hung it inside the robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he confirmed all preparations were complete, he pushed open the tavern’s back door and stepped into the hive’s streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minutes later, the one-eyed old man entered the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found Zhou Yun gone and Lag still snoring on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sedative he’d given Lag came from two cultists in the Underhive,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and was extremely potent—any normal person would sleep for at least half the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the one-eyed old man still knelt down to confirm Lag was truly unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You old bastard,” the one-eyed old man muttered, shaking his head, then walked to the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed the data slate had been moved—clearly Zhou Yun had viewed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the one-eyed old man was not concerned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had left Zhou Yun alone in this room precisely because he wasn’t afraid of him discovering his secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The device had complex keycode encryption and stored no actual data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its sole purpose was to connect the one-eyed old man to the Upper Hive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Zhou Yun didn’t know the keycode or the access phrase,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the data slate was nothing more than a glowing brick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-eyed old man entered the keycode, unlocked the screen, and entered the communication interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sent a message to the Upper Hive—the very top of the hive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phrase,” came a low, dry voice from the data slate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Swarm,’ ‘Angel,’ ‘Brother,’ ‘Double Star.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-eyed old man uttered the phrase in clipped High Gothic,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an ancient, solemn language impossible to pronounce accurately without training:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.‘Mutant,’ ‘Parasite,’ ‘Fate,’ and ‘Viceroy.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side fell silent for a moment, then the low, dry voice asked again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me, how many arms does the Benevolent Emperor have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Benevolent Emperor has two eyes, two ears, two arms, two legs,” the one-eyed old man replied in a low tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me, where is our only salvation?” the low, dry voice asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only death—dying for the Emperor, soul returned to the Golden Throne,” the one-eyed old man answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Recite the first two lines of the Holy Codex, swearing to the Emperor you are pure, untainted by gene-pollution,” the low, dry voice said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one-eyed old man bowed his head in reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was not troubled by the ritual’s complexity—he understood why his master was so cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rejoice, for I bring you the glorious gospel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Godwalks Among Us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the first two lines of the Holy Codex; the one-eyed old man continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I swear before the Emperor that I remain pure, untainted by gene-pollution or corruption, a true human.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other side of the data slate fell silent. The one-eyed old man murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I did not find the notebook of Ignis Kalkas.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1107,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d7029ed82a4b51c1d1903c5690b019b7ea4b955e829fd477ebccc6fbecaa6251","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-28","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-26",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]