[{"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-55":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},2264878,4422,"Chapter 55: The Heartless Capitalist, Old Man Huang","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-55",55,"\u003Cp>One reason Zhou Yun agreed to bring Leina to the Lower Nest was because he was drawn to her nearly godlike precognitive ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She promised to locate the subspace engine for Zhou Yun using her precognitive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This path will encounter severely mutated hybrid gene thieves who wait to capture those who stray into this corridor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina pointed to one of the corridors,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>her doe-like hazy eyes seemingly reflecting countless different scenes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one leads deeper into the Nest’s pipe system, where ancient viruses still linger, and many infected plague zombies wander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This corridor leads to the final stronghold of the Pleasure Seekers, where endless feasts are held; intruders become tools of their indulgence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one leads to an abandoned arena deep in the Lower Nest—only by spilling enough blood, or making others spill it, can you escape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one… doesn’t lead anywhere. The corridor itself is the Trickster God’s prank—enter, and it becomes an ever-extending labyrinth, trapping you in eternal wandering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one… uh, this one ends where a group of Greenskins who infiltrated the Nest are trapped, cursed by the Trickster God’s spell and lost.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And this one… ends in a few hidden strongholds of Dark Eldar. Though abandoned, they remain dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dude, aren’t you being a bit too much?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Yun listened to Leina predict each corridor, his scalp prickled with unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gene thieves, ancient plague zombies, eternal feasts, blood-sacrifice arenas, the Trickster God’s labyrinthine pipes, Greenskins lost in the Lower Nest, Dark Eldar hideouts—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Asford’s Lower Nest has truly accumulated a mountain of horrors over ten thousand years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of what Leina foretold were merely remnants left behind by various cults and aberrations that passed through over these millennia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there any path that’s safer, with fewer horrors?” Zhou Yun rubbed his temples and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, this one leads to the gene thieves’ next stronghold.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one leads to the mutants’ stronghold… along the way, a group of Filthblood Mutants will capture passersby as test subjects for their toxins.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filthblood Mutants… mutants… toxins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sounds just like Mong and Malkit’s gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Leina could describe the next corridor, Zhou Yun patted her dry, brittle head and pointed to the corridor guarded by mutants:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Leina blinked, her hazy eyes confused: “But—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I should still be able to find a safer route.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina’s voice grew quieter; a fine sheen of sweat coated her forehead, and exhaustion glimmered in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, using her precognitive ability drained her spirit severely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one’s fine,” Zhou Yun patted her head and walked toward the mutant-guarded corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina followed behind him, her hazy eyes casting a glimmer of gratitude toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I am the Emperor’s tool. You need not care for my strength—so long as I fulfill His will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina whispered obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s eyebrow twitched slightly—he had already guessed Leina’s misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chose this path solely to make contact with Mong and Malkit, the two brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They seemed to have some influence in the Lower Nest and were in conflict with the gene thief cult—connecting with them would make things far easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Leina—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun always followed the principle of maximizing utility: if something works, use it hard, and ensure every teammate contributes their full value.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, Leina’s wallet—Zhou Yun never missed a chance to swindle… oh no, earn money from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Leina’s precognitive ability being so useful, Zhou Yun had no intention of letting it go unused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What? Child labor exploitation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what the heartless capitalist Huang Lao Han started—what’s it got to do with me, Zhou Yun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Leina, who was panting slightly behind him, Zhou Yun shook his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his fourth-dimensional pocket and pulled out a bag of giant sunflower seeds he’d bought from the Upper Nest and stored there, handing them to Leina.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s this?” Leina stared at the giant seeds—bigger than her palm—helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sunflower seeds. Crack them open and eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Zhou Yun picked up one seed and cracked it open with his teeth to demonstrate:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a traditional delicacy from our homeland, given to comrades. Eat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leina murmured her thanks and tried to crack the seed open with her front teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve got a surprisingly kind heart,” said the winged figure within the white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Making the horse run without giving it grass—that’s the kind of cruel trick only the Emperor could pull off,” Zhou Yun glanced at him and replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using faith to exploit labor—turns out even the Emperor was a hypocrite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you have complaints about my father, why not come with me to Terra and voice them directly before the Throne?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Complaints? The Empire becoming this mess—yes, he bears responsibility.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun shook his head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But without him, the Empire wouldn’t even have had the chance to become this mess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your view is surprisingly close to the Khan’s.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The winged figure in the white light flapped his wings and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because of similar cultural circles?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In our cultural circle, a Khan like that is called a ‘ghost-fire kid’—someone destined for great fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Zhou Yun made his remark, he glanced back at Leina and saw she was still struggling to crack the seed with her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun couldn’t help but shake his head again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to say she could give up if she couldn’t crack it, a flurry of footsteps echoed around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the pipe’s bend, five or six mutants surged out, blocking Zhou Yun’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They held crude weapons, their faces or bodies tattooed with a fly symbol; each showed some mutation, their appearances grotesquely abstract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mutants. Finally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re here? Take me to your boss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun calmly pulled on his Superman gloves from his fourth-dimensional pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mutants were momentarily stunned, exchanged glances, then a three-eyed mutant stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a crude weapon and tapped the ground:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. You’ll meet the boss… as one of his test subjects.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Malkit uses me as a test subject? Do they even need to test their pathetic blood toxicity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I bet if I just burped twice, I could say: ‘Clean and hygienic!’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun chuckled and shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mutants exchanged uneasy glances, confirming Zhou Yun’s guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These mutants were indeed under Mong and Malkit’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun slowly extended his hand and tapped the thick iron pipe wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire pipe shuddered; a one-meter-high dent appeared in the low-grade ceramic-steel wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mutants froze in terror; the three-eyed leader dropped to his knees instantly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My dear father, what are your orders?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1093,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","8e293e49649185d9e90c3e93c5bf1df7631dc545ce33a5564b0d90a4a5ad878a","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-56","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-54",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]