[{"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-36":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},2264859,4422,"Chapter 36: The Fiery Thief?","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>According to standard time, it was already the deep night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the hive, there was no such thing as night or day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep beneath the surface, away from the outer hive districts and abandoned zones, Asford’s twin poison stars were utterly invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, night and day were merely artificial constructs to mark worker shifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Workers heading toward residential zones carried heavy exhaustion, briefly freed from the day’s labor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those heading toward the factories had barely recovered from their last shift, stumbling toward the next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun watched the flow of people through the night until the lights of the hive’s residential zones flickered out one by one, briefly surrendering all things to darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Workers either entered factories to labor through the night or returned home for fleeting rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hive’s streets grew momentarily empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun walked along the narrow alleys of the hive, heading toward home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept past the shadowed side alleys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, screams echoed from those alleys; occasionally, members of the Ark Gang hurried past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even spotted members of other major districts infiltrating local gangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brief night belonged to the gangs—they would wage bloody battles in the dark alleys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos with a touch of order: tradition and unspoken agreement among the gangs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Yun noticed that nighttime vendettas and fights had become less bloody and violent than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Screams from the alleys ended after only a few cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Members of other gangs sprinting through the streets were dragged into side alleys in the blink of an eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All nighttime violence proceeded with orderly precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Leina possessed a touch of genius, the gang she built was undeniably efficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While other gangs still clung to primitive, crude wolf-culture, she had already instituted religious faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing united people better than religion—the Empire itself had been held together by it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If Horus saw this now, how he’d mock us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled how the Warmaster had once accused the Emperor of driving all humanity into the abyss of religion and superstition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Four Gods showed Horus the true future of the Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Horus could not accept that future—but the Four Gods had lied with truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of his rebellion that the Empire became what it is today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good intentions—many of the galaxy’s worst paths were paved with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure within the white light trembled slightly, echoing Zhou Yun’s earlier point:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I cannot imagine how despairing Guilliman would be if he woke to see this sight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet I still hope to restore a little hope to this galaxy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure within the white light flapped its wings, its form seeming clearer before Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to Baal, friend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Find my children. Tell them you come at my command. Let them take you to my remains—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop!” Zhou Yun waved his hand, swiftly rejecting the winged figure’s tempting proposal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You just said many terrible paths were paved with good intentions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if I could resurrect you—though I can’t now—would it truly be Sanguinius who returned?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wouldn’t it be the Four Gods crafting a corrupted version of Sanguinius—their hands hold his soul fragments.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be Horus, possessing Sanguinius’s corpse to return?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could it be some warp entity using this to manifest?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun fired a rapid barrage of questions at the winged figure in the white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And are your prophecies reliable? Even if I went to Baal now, I have no way to resurrect Sanguinius.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun glanced at the winged figure in the white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, he couldn’t get to Baal yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he somehow smuggled himself there, he’d still be unable to escape the Swarm’s claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to find a way to gather the funds for a teleporter here in Asford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps… maybe… it’s accurate.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your future is too chaotic—like three fates woven together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve seen you and the Emperor board the Vengeful Spirit, then moments later, you and the Emperor board the Glory of Macragge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps, as you say, my resurrection must wait for a more distant time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the silent winged figure in the white light, Zhou Yun did not press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned a corner, passed under an archway made of scrap metal, and headed toward his home—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun saw light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blinding, searing light that burned his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light erupted before his heavy iron door; molten iron dripped slowly down its surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a small figure in a cloak, wielding a plasma cutter, slicing through a steel door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That looked like… his own door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blinked, and suddenly remembered what Old One-Eye and Leina had both mentioned—the Fiery Thief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thief who used plasma cutters to slice through doors or walls, stealing inside, never caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, stealing from me now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s eye twitched. Without a word, he pulled the psychic cap from his pocket and placed it on his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused his mind on the cloaked figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A powerful telekinetic force, like an invisible hammer, slammed into the Fiery Thief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the Fiery Thief had stopped the plasma cutter the instant before Zhou Yun moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he’d anticipated it, he spun and fled, evading Zhou Yun’s telekinesis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Think you can run?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blurred into a trail of afterimages, vanishing from his spot and reappearing behind the Fiery Thief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All evil shall be brought to justice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is illegal! Come with me—turn yourself in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun reached for the back of the Fiery Thief’s neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Fiery Thief slipped like an eel, sliding instantly from Zhou Yun’s grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun caught only a glimpse: beneath the cloak, a pair of black eyes flecked with gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fiery Thief twisted past Zhou Yun’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He vanished like smoke into the dark alley. Zhou Yun darted after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Fiery Thief’s form disappeared in an instant amid the labyrinthine, chaotic alleys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stared at his empty hand, then at the direction where the Fiery Thief had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered Leina’s words: the Fiery Thief seemed to possess some form of precognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it, Asford’s talent pool seems suspiciously large.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn't another big shot's alternate account, is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1057,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ffcd27f3ae021ef3799202a3cf51f3206bc67f0b5ba49e347627451ea94b04fb","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-37","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-35",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]