[{"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-44":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},2264867,4422,"Chapter 44: Main 9","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-44",44,"\u003Cp>The instant Zhou Yun realized the meaning of that string of numbers, he felt a flood of complex digits surge within the depths of his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These digits wove into a constantly shifting vortex, intertwining into layers of networks that wrapped around his consciousness, around his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All numbers change; all numbers are nine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gritted his teeth against the dizziness flooding his skull and leaned heavily against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Corruption—corruption from Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun was cautious, always wanting to unravel the secrets within Nama Karl, for only then would he feel at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had overlooked that Chaos was not merely the god of deceit and secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curiosity, exploration, wisdom, and decryption—these too were His domains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you cannot solve Chaos’s riddle, you may already be ensnared by His corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When you solve Chaos’s riddle, you may still be ensnared by His corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The string of numbers Nama Karl wrote was not itself corrupt, but uncovering its mystery brought corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this scheme of Chaos, wisdom and thought are dangerous; stupidity and ignorance are safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This corruption came swiftly and stealthily, for it did not arise solely from without—it arose from Zhou Yun’s own thinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun even suspected the room had been imbued with some ability to accelerate thought, for since entering, his mind had grown clearer and clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been goaded into solving the mystery of those numbers—and thus had been corrupted by Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Zhou Yun, but the children who had studied in Nama Karl’s home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They, too, had surely solved the mystery of those numbers and suffered the same corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fucking blue-haired bastard,” Zhou Yun cursed Chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His neural pathways tightened; corruption was slowly seeping into his consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw the winged figure within the white light at his corner trembling its wings, blocking the tide of vortex-like numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also saw beneath his feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the reflection of the Warp, his essence flickered in and out of visibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina stared at Zhou Yun beside her, terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they stepped out of the study, Zhou Yun froze in place, his soul entangled with a profane surge of psychic energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These psychic forces twisted and shifted endlessly, pouring into Zhou Yun from the Warp, interweaving with his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was corruption!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun had been ensnared by some force of corruption!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How? How could he suddenly be corrupted? Was it Nama?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He has solved the riddle the Lord left for mortals, and thus come to know the Lord’s wisdom of endless change.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle, aged woman’s voice sounded behind Leina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina turned toward the study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lamp on the desk had ignited, its white-blue light illuminating the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also illuminated the elderly woman—her skin slightly darkened, her hair coiled in silver-gray, draped in a pale blue robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand she held a cheap notebook with a black hardcover, its cover inscribed in pale-blue ink with the string of numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>387, 420, 489.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nama Karl?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina whispered the name of the woman before her, syllable by syllable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the scene, she understood at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s caution had been right—this woman, who had once taught her, was a profane heretic!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leina, you are still so dull.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl looked at Leina with near pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before you entered the Upper Nest, the Lord revealed your existence to me through mathematics and calculation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I resolved to grant you the same blessing as mine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only by solving the Lord’s riddle can one behold the blessing of endless change—and yet you are too dull to even remember this sacred string of numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl turned her gaze to Zhou Yun behind Leina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is wiser than you, and more cautious—he sensed the sacredness of those numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When he comprehended the exalted meaning of the sacred digits, the Lord granted him His blessing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those numbers—Leina felt ice in her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The numbers were a trap; the digits themselves were not profane, but unraveling their meaning brought corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thought—excessive thought—was itself dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have betrayed the Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nama Karl, have you forgotten your husband? Have you forgotten your husband who died for loyalty?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s voice rose sharply, her hypnotic tone surging with immense psychic power toward Nama Karl: “You must repent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl trembled slightly, yet her face was filled with sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are still so foolish. All of you are the same.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Emperor is merely a withered corpse upon a throne—unchanging, immovable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What does faith in him grant you? Only impulse, ignorance, blind loyalty, and stupidity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You blindly worship him, even abandoning reason.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You chase superstitious omens, yet refuse to trust the results of mathematical calculation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My husband was as foolish as you—his sacrifice meant nothing; without him, the Greenskins would never have invaded the Underworld System.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, Nama Karl’s face glowed with reason and wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her eyes, infinite numbers spiraled and transformed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am different. I did not blindly worship the Lord—I found Him through complex, rigorous calculation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!. Read\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl opened the notebook, revealing formulas and calculations too complex for Leina to comprehend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See how beautiful mathematics is—everything can be explained by it, and mathematics itself endlessly reinterprets all things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If there truly is a god, He must dwell within these ever-shifting numbers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I spent decades calculating, differentiating, solving—until at last, among infinite digits, I found Him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl pointed to the notebook, to the countless equations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In every equation, the final answer was the same: 9.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All answers are nine!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you see, Leina?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Lord = 9!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl pointed to the digit nine, as if trying to make Leina realize something, as if hinting at an answer hidden within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps she hoped to subtly prompt Leina to instinctively guess the secret of the numbers, and thus be corrupted too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Leina did not understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care what you say! I don’t understand it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s fury reached its peak; flames nearly erupted from her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her psychic energy surged violently with her emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air around them turned cold as winter; Leina raised her arm and brought it down hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lightning!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Warp lightning bolt tore through the room, igniting the papers covered in equations, crashing onto Nama Karl’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhhhh!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl screamed a inhuman cry, her body convulsing as she collapsed to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You actually struck me?! I taught you! When you were a child! Alongside many other children!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You cannot! On what grounds?! Leina, have you forgotten your childhood?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Traitor! Heretic! Profane!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina roared, flames ignited from the Warp, her psychic energy coalescing into a sledgehammer that crushed down upon Nama Karl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Karl reached for the notebook covered in numbers, as if seeking protection from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Leina gave her no chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t you dare move!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recommendation: Ming Dynasty: Father, I Never Meant to Be Li Shimin\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veteran author, veteran artist—he excels at political and historical fiction in the other section; he himself was a Level-8 official in his twenties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1166,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d813ce5acf15ef3e9cd8fba38f5c32e62be5a1d807e0257ed0e4f4bb416938a1","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-45","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-43",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]