[{"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-49":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},2264872,4422,"Chapter 49: Your Identity Is What You Make It Outside the Door","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-49",49,"\u003Cp>“Asshole!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina flung the notebook in her hand straight at Luo Ge’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was furious—truly, utterly furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she deployed patrols on the streets twenty-four hours a day, the number of Hot Thief’s heists had indeed dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That bastard had some kind of precognitive ability, always finding openings to steal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as long as Leina gave her no opportunity, no matter how strong her precognition, it was useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina had thought exactly that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who knew?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time Luo Ge was on duty, the Hot Thief struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every place Luo Ge patrolled, the Hot Thief committed a crime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina even suspected the old bastard was a mole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after she interrogated him with the Voice of Temptation and forcibly scanned his memories using psychic energy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she confirmed Luo Ge had zero connection to the Hot Thief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just slacking off—many times when he was supposed to be patrolling, he sneaked off to drink at taverns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when not in taverns, he carried a bottle of liquor, drinking as he walked his rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And wherever there was unusual noise, he kept far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any place that might be dangerous? He never approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d even seen the flame-cutting glow of the Hot Thief’s weapon a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the old bastard chose to turn and run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even afraid of retaliation, he didn’t dare report it to anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the Hot Thief struck only when Luo Ge was on patrol.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his patrol style, the Hot Thief’s precognition wouldn’t even classify him as a threat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Luo Ge’s memories of his recent patrols,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina felt her blood boil, and she couldn’t help but pinch her philtrum hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She feared that if she kept interrogating, she’d become a psychic out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get out! Get out of here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina growled through clenched teeth:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deduct all losses from your salary!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! My Lord, I’ll starve to death!” Luo Ge wailed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to patrol anymore! Go do hard labor!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Veins bulged on Leina’s face, her finger trembling as she pointed at Luo Ge:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Die? Even if you died, I’d spend a fortune to turn you into a servitor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Leina was screaming, the door to the room opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stuck his head in from outside and looked at Leina: “Finished yelling? I need to talk to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he waved a letter in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge saw Zhou Yun and instantly felt as if the Emperor himself had descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rushed forward, tears and snot streaming down his face:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother Zhou Yun, my good brother, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Holy Mother wants to send me to hard labor—I can’t handle it—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Luo Ge finished speaking, Zhou Yun kicked him out of the room and slammed the door shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Luo Ge finally roll out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s expression eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pinched her philtrum hard, whispering sacred verses from the Scripture of Saints to calm herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun noticed the flight log on her desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Any findings?” Zhou Yun asked, sitting across from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina rubbed her temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Zhou Yun mention the flight log, her mood seemed to lift slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened the flight log and pointed at the rows of data and text:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look here—this is where the colonial ship landed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The colonial ship crash-landed on Asford; most of the hull was damaged. The crew dismantled it to build the first outpost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The warp engine was left in place and buried underground as the city expanded.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s beneath what is now the Undercity of Fardia—but the exact location remains unknown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It really exists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun stared at the data and records in the flight log, rubbing his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full warp engine, buried deep in the Undercity’s lowest levels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe I really should go to the Undercity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just to find the warp engine and earn Leina’s reward,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But also to fulfill Augustus Flax’s commission—to investigate the Netherworms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun himself was curious about the Gene Thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Tyranid Leviathan Hive Fleet would descend, but the exact timing was unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun currently had only 3.35 million in savings—still far from the Gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While rushing to earn money, he needed to figure out how much time he had left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If time ran out, he’d need a Plan B.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for risk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, with the gear I currently have, a trip to the Undercity is still feasible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Meng and Malkit brothers seem to have some standing down there—could be worth contacting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, didn’t you say you had something to tell me?” Leina looked up at Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Take a look at this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun handed Leina the letter, ignoring the note on it: “Do not disclose the contents of this letter to anyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina glanced at the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Written by the Hot Thief? And it’s in High Gothic?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s tone was startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just in the Undercity,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the Upper City, outside households steeped in the Imperial Creed, few could read High Gothic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Orleans Wings—is that the Hot Thief’s self-proclaimed name?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the signature, Leina couldn’t help but snort:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sounds appetizing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carefully read through the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn’t fluent in High Gothic—she could barely stumble through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He wants to meet you? At the dump beside District Thirteen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina was slightly surprised:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Be careful—the dump near District Thirteen is close to the Undercity entrance. It might be dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s why I came to you,” Zhou Yun said, shrugging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.Huh?” Leina blinked. “Aren’t you here because you can’t read it and need me to translate?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have some familiarity with High Gothic,” Zhou Yun said, face completely calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the door, your identity is self-made.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored the gaze of the winged figure in the corner of his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impressive,” Leina couldn’t help but praise. “What’s your background? Are you some noble playing at being a commoner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a bizarre piece of tech—and you know PDF high-ups?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wasn’t a PDF high-up—that was the Viceroy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun muttered inwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina still thought Augustus Flax was just a PDF official.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m just a regular Undercity trash-picker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun said sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to borrow some people from you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Borrow people?” Leina thought. “The Hot Thief’s precognition is stronger than mine. Are you sure bringing people will catch her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We can try. She probably won’t predict my involvement with such clarity,” Zhou Yun said, stroking his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s gaze toward Zhou Yun grew increasingly strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many do you need?” she asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Start small—two hundred. Equip them all with Agrippina Mk.III automatic rifles.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How much???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1096,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c004dce6356fd7162c27a5a396b01ef584db4d075a847edc8a1acbc7992e02a0","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-50","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-48",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]