[{"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-58":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},2264881,4422,"Chapter 58: The Merciful Father of All Beings","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-58",58,"\u003Cp>“The angels showed us the future of Asford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a shack outside the mutant settlement, Monge lit a lho cigarette and leaned back in a chair made of discarded composite wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Monge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet reached out, snatched the lho cigarette from Monge’s mouth, and crushed the ember between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Monge could speak, Malkiet glanced at Jeanne beside Zhou Yun and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s a child here. A child’s life is precious—don’t poison them with lho cigarettes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Malkiet’s gentle gaze hidden behind his tangled horns, Jeanne shrank back, hiding behind Zhou Yun as if repulsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet assumed the child feared his mutant appearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this your daughter? You’ve got a daughter now? Where’s the mother?” Monge chewed his lips, trying to savor the lingering taste of the lho cigarette.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I picked her up from the junkyard,” Zhou Yun said, patting Jeanne’s dry hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She really was picked up from the junkyard—just with a bit of violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The child doesn’t look healthy at all. She’s accumulated a lot of fatigue. You’re failing as a father!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet looked at Jeanne and shook his head solemnly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Being a good father is very important.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wholeheartedly agree,” Zhou Yun nodded in approval.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet gave a slight nod: “I won’t meddle in your family affairs, but if this child falls ill, come to me. I know some medicine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne trembled in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Medicine that lets humans and viruses coexist? The Nurglish medicine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun mentally scoffed, then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet sighed and dropped the matter: “Let’s talk about serious business.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said you don’t worship the Emperor. So let’s be open with each other.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet spread his arms, revealing his upper body covered in rot, ulcers, and pustules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These disgusting disease marks formed three interwoven rings on his body, resembling a massive fly-like boil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Larvae, toxic mites, and maggots within the three rings continuously spawned, died, rotted, and spawned again, repeating the endless cycle of life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne, as if witnessing something profoundly repulsive, let out a piercing cry and buried herself completely behind Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be afraid!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet said in a low, gentle voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I serve a merciful god—a deity far more merciful than the Emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He has none of the Emperor’s cruelty or prejudice. He loves all life equally and mercifully, seeking symbiosis and coexistence among all beings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He is the Father of Life, the Lord of Healing, the Divine Sovereign of Comfort, Compassion, Happiness, and Care. He has blessed me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rotting fat bastard, disgusting virus cluster, addicted old man,” Jeanne whispered behind Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew who had taught her these words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun merely nodded at Malkiet: “Impressive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet lowered his head and said softly: “We are all His children. All living beings are our brothers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think you’ve guessed already—my angels are not the Archangel of Baal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My angels are the messengers of the Father God, holy spirits forever joyful. They showed me the future of Asford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait.” Zhou Yun raised his hand to interrupt Malkiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said calmly: “Aren’t you about to say—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.that you saw a horde of worm-like monsters falling from the stars, devouring all of Asford?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet froze. Monge beside him couldn’t help blinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How do you know all this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge said warily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The angels warned us to be wary of those who know too much—and even more wary of blue things, things related to nine, and feathered creatures. You—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge scanned Zhou Yun up and down, as if searching for blue, the number nine, or feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s lip twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How do I know? Isn’t this just a Taolu ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He now suspected whether every Asfordian knew the Tyranid Hive Fleet was coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry. The blue-feathered bird you mentioned has already been dealt with,” Zhou Yun waved his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dealt with?” Monge raised an eyebrow beneath his horns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I sold it,” Zhou Yun said with a light laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sold it?” Monge’s eyes narrowed with suspicion, but Zhou Yun only gave a vague smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found nothing suspicious on Zhou Yun and withdrew his wary gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you know those soulless beasts are about to descend, you must also know the pitiful creatures they control, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet nodded slightly and asked Zhou Yun:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gene-thieves, the Four-Armed God-Emperor Cult, correct?” Zhou Yun countered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems we share the same enemy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A look of relief crossed Malkiet’s face; the worms in his rotting flesh wriggled as if delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And you? What’s your goal? Are you here to help us fight the Four-Armed God-Emperor Cult?” Monge asked Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun yanked Jeanne out from behind him and met Monge’s gaze: “Where’s my map?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge pulled a crude scroll made of some creature’s hide from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unrolled on the table, it was a hand-drawn map—roughly drawn but detailed enough to show the layout of the Undercity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire Undercity was built atop the abandoned pipelines of the Hive City’s early days—complex, narrow, labyrinthine, occupying most of the Undercity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew how many hidden passages and secret zones the Undercity contained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This map only marked the areas Monge’s group had already explored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the center of the map, however, there was a large, unusually neat and open area, like a cleared patch amid tangled lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun patted Jeanne’s head, signaling her to use her precognitive ability to locate the warp engine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne’s hazy, deer-like eyes fixed on the map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tiny sparks seemed to flicker in her gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge’s throat moved nervously—he looked uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The worms on Malkiet’s body also seemed to sense fear, curling up within his flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two exchanged a glance of confusion and astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne pointed to the wide area near the map’s center—and precisely to a building within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A precognitive ability?” Malkiet stared at Jeanne, slightly astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is this?” Zhou Yun patted Jeanne’s head with one hand and pulled another giant sunflower seed from his fourth-dimensional pocket, handing it to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he cracked it open for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne scurried behind Zhou Yun like a hamster and quietly nibbled the seed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monge looked at the map, then at Zhou Yun:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“.This is Zone One—the first human settlement in Asford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1029,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a9b56d2a2629d6b388a400a149ae58610110b01a3408473b259647169672cf46","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-59","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-57",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]