[{"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-45":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},2264868,4422,"Chapter 45: Ah! I","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-45",45,"\u003Cp>“Give it to me! Don’t move!!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice of temptation spilled from Leina’s lips,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina unleashed nearly all her psychic power onto Nama Kar,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Kar, facing Leina’s full force, hesitated slightly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No power surged from the notebook in her hands,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Master she had spent decades searching for did not answer her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had been abandoned,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a daze, Nama Kar realized,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was no longer useful to the Master,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only mockery echoed around her ears:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just as planned—everything is unfolding as planned!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gahahahahahaha hohohoho!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Master’s mockery rang in her ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, flame, lightning, and psychic hammers struck her down,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Kar barely managed to let out a few cries before she was reduced to a charred corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is your Master?!” Leina growled. “I have the Emperor’s protection—what do you have?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina kicked the blackened corpse hard and turned to Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun, you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina froze in place,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had believed killing Nama Kar would sever the corruption,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Yun still clutched his head, leaning painfully against the wall, his eyes reflecting spiral numbers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to be slowly being eroded by profane entities from the Warp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Leina could faintly sense,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun had not yet been fully corrupted—his will, some force within him, his very self resisted the corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina placed her hand on Zhou Yun’s forehead and projected her consciousness into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Yun!!!” Her voice echoed through layers of numbers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to guide her consciousness deep into his mind, pulling him free from the swirling vortex of digits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the instant her psychic energy entered, it was entangled by the ever-changing numbers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her psychic energy dissolved in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina could only watch helplessly through the swirling numbers, seeing Zhou Yun deep within,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faintly, she saw a white light covering Zhou Yun’s form, and in the Warp, a round blue silhouette reflected back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Leina heard the sound of pages turning,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned her head, looking behind her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, Nama Kar’s cheap black-covered notebook had opened silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina blinked in surprise,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The notebook had survived her psychic bombardment unharmed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately realized—this notebook was the source of the corruption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The notebook opened silently, its numbers rising like tiny black-blue insects from the pages,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They spiraled slowly through the air, forming a twisting, shifting vortex,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina heard a mocking, birdlike-human laugh coming from the other side of the vortex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some entity was about to squeeze through the vortex opened by the notebook into the material universe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The distance is too great—my psychic power cannot reach you immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you were in a chapel, or if a squad of Blood Angels stood beside you, I could purge this corruption at once.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light spoke in a low tone, his pure white wings forming a barrier to protect Zhou Yun,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But perhaps due to the great distance, his figure wavered like a rootless water lily in the current.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where am I supposed to find a squad of Blood Angels?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait—that notebook must be the source of corruption. If we destroy it—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gritted his teeth against the dizziness in his soul and forced his head up,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Nama Kar’s black notebook open a vortex of numbers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something seemed ready to emerge from beyond the vortex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina raised both hands, chanting the Emperor’s name, unleashing psychic energy to seal the vortex and destroy the black notebook,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the notebook remained untouched, the vortex spinning faster and faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It cannot be destroyed—the notebook is the source of corruption, sustained by those corrupted.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every soul who deciphered the mystery of those numbers and was thus corrupted sustains the notebook’s existence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless all the corrupted are purified, the notebook cannot be destroyed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light said, staring at the black notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To destroy the notebook, you must purge the corruption; to purge the corruption, you must destroy the notebook—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A perfect loop formed a cage, trapping everyone within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light looked at Zhou Yun, who struggled painfully against the corruption,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, Zhou Yun’s form was becoming inhuman,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body alternated between layers of blue feathers,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then replaced by round blue metallic shells,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s reflection in the Warp, his true essence within the Warp, was fighting for control of his physical body against the corruption of Tzeentch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Zhou Yun had not yet recognized his true nature, had not yet seen his place within the Warp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warp is a realm of mind—if you do not recognize the power you hold, that power might as well not exist,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun was merely passively resisting Tzeentch’s invasion—he could not hold out much longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to the chapel!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light shouted to Zhou Yun:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go to the nearest chapel—with my statue. There, my power can reach you more strongly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The nearest chapel is three blocks away,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun growled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And that chapel already contains traces of Tzeentch!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the chapel were pure, Zhou Yun’s current state meant he could never reach it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Tzeentch’s plan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Likely since decades ago, when Nama Kar donated money to sponsor the chapel,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nama Kar believed she had found the true God through mathematics—she had merely fallen into Tzeentch’s trap,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Year after year, she taught children mathematics, sowing seeds of corruption through hidden numbers representing Tzeentch,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every ninth day, she prayed to Tzeentch in the chapel—the chapel was the thinnest point between reality and the Warp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless corrupted children prayed day and night,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until tonight, in District Nine, using those corrupted children as sacrifices, they opened a vortex of numbers leading to the Warp,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What lay beyond that vortex?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Greater Daemon? A Lord of Change?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to destroy the notebook, you must kill every corrupted soul—even Zhou Yun, who is about to be corrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or, use the simplest method: destroy District Nine entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun looked up at Leina, who was desperately channeling psychic energy to suppress the vortex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind raced—perhaps Tzeentch’s corruption had sharpened his intellect,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thought flashed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun gritted his teeth against the dizziness and pain in his skull, shouting to Leina:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leina!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve got an idea!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Leina turned, bewildered, toward Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Throw that damn notebook to me!!!” Zhou Yun roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina nodded sharply,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She chose to trust Zhou Yun’s idea,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it could not be destroyed, moving the notebook seemed possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina summoned her psychic energy and hurled the cheap black-covered notebook toward Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun reached out and caught the notebook, staring at the swirling vortex of numbers upon its pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the other side of the vortex, the mocking, birdlike-human laughter never ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Laugh? Laugh at your mom, you blue-haired freak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See if this is in your plan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun decided to take a gamble, betting that his cheat ability was reliable enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shoved the notebook into the fourth-dimensional pocket on his abdomen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Item: Book of Infinite Variations”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Origin: Axford Star, Shield of the Underworld System, Ninth District of Fudia City]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rating: A notebook corrupted by the Demon Lord of Infinite Variations, filled entirely with numbers.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1201,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c6cee06a970342f9e14acd43d3d4f195cfe14fb9eb115550d22d5e4d4e948672","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-46","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-44",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]