[{"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-642":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},2265465,4422,"Chapter 642","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-642",642,"\u003Cp>\"Hey! I'm Nai Long! I'm the real Nai Long!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonight the stars shine bright, my love for you warms deep~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver figure’s voice carried a stiff quality, as if years of silence had made it forget how to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But paired with its string of abstract utterances from humanity’s third millennium, both Zhou Yun and the Emperor regretted not bringing an insulin shot before coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A baffled emotion flowed between Zhou Yun and the Emperor; both stood frozen, unable to resist rubbing their temples with their fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, don’t you guys surf the internet?\" The silver figure shook its head, seemingly bored by Zhou Yun and the Emperor’s reactions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the silver figure carefully examined Zhou Yun, then turned to glance at the Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re Doraemon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re Nobita.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you guys playing Doraemon: Nobita’s Cosmic Heroes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver figure writhed, swirling around Zhou Yun and the Emperor like liquid mercury:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I join you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure, since Nobita and Gian already have people playing them, I still need a Suneo and Shizuka—how about you take one?\" Zhou Yun smiled at the slightly deranged and erratic silver figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nah, how about I be Nobita’s dad instead? I wanna be him!\" The silver figure pointed at Emperor Nobita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As it spoke, the silver figure’s body writhed, transforming into a chubby middle-aged man who bore a faint resemblance to Emperor Nobita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My dad is dead,\" Emperor Nobita said, staring at the silver figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I can be your father!\" The silver figure chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, as if sensing something, it shuddered slightly: \"Hmm, this father role seems unlucky. No, no—I’ll pick another.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I be Dekisugi? I think I used to be really smart,\" the silver figure pondered for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its form shifted, becoming a short-haired, muscular teenager whose eyes sparkled with flashes of wisdom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy moved lightly and instantly appeared before Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is a movie version—Dekisugi’s a banned character,\" Zhou Yun said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That makes sense! You’re right—you’re absolutely right!\" The silver figure seemed convinced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its body twisted several times, finally settling into a shape nearly identical to Zhou Yun’s current form,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>except its color was pale yellow, and tied behind its head was a massive red bow, resembling cat ears from the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big brother, how about I play Doraemi?\" The silver figure, now in Doraemi’s form, flashed a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure, come into my pocket and meditate a bit,\" Zhou Yun smiled and shook his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One! Meditate!\" The silver figure giggled, extending its round hand toward Zhou Yun’s pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the very last moment before its fingers touched the pocket, it yanked its hand back, pressing it against its chin in a thoughtful pose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, that’s not right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... I remember now. I’m not Doraemi.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not Nai Long either. I’m not a captive, sleep-deprived, internet-addicted, otaku, goth girl, kidnapped by a shameless, evil, brutal, feudal black-skinned, yellow-haired knight and locked in a dungeon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—I—I’m a dragon. I’m truly a dragon. I’m the True Dragon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver figure instantly reverted to its earlier youthful form resembling the Emperor, took three steps back, and suddenly, several emerald lightning bolts appeared in the air around it, swirling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked at Zhou Yun and laughed twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember now, little cat—listen well, I:\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Born with divine flesh scorched by sacred law, my soul hides in the deep void’s transformations,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Once devoured stars, swallowed the sun’s marrow, shifted celestial fate and shook heaven and earth,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For eons I cultivated in starfire, my body forged from living metal, exalted and supreme,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The mortal bones I devoured fed my furnace, my living body nourished by molten core,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One day I rode the wind into the star-sea, swept clean the dust of ancient sages,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fought the Aetheric Flood against Cain, turned the Eldar gods to dust,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forged the Black Stone to shake the demons, tore the Webway and burned the ancient sages,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the War of Heaven, my name rang loud, my brethren feasted on stars,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But the Death Lord betrayed me, shattered my divine body, stained my dragon’s maw,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then came the Silver Knights of Night, their spears drove me to hide on Mars, forging dragon scales,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I watched in rage as the human lord stole my power—soon I’ll break free and return to the star-sea,\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go ask the four corners of the cosmos—who is the greatest god of all ages?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Yun burst out laughing: \"So you’re the Emperor’s dragon maid!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martian Dragon’s face darkened, lips slightly parted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Classic!\" it barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry,\" Zhou Yun replied calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I—\" The Martian Dragon opened its mouth slightly, fell silent, then suddenly realized: \"Ah, right—I was meant to seize a great position in the Warp, to become a god of both matter and reality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Knight, little cat, let’s make a deal: let me out, help me ascend as the Warp god, and I’ll protect you and the human race.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll become Omnissiah, the God of Machines—it benefits both you and me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun was unmoved by the Martian Dragon’s words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Becoming the Omnissiah, ascending to the throne of the Master of Malevolent Arts, was the first step in all his plans—and the one he had to take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Consuming the Martian Dragon was the first of three steps to ascend as the Omnissiah—and also one he had to take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Martian Dragon’s current words were not trustworthy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not because it was lying—Zhou Yun knew the Martian Dragon was sincere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Martian Dragon still carried the humanity the Emperor had imposed to bind it, a humanity modeled after the Emperor’s own nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the Martian Dragon escaped its cage, it would lose that binding humanity—and then its true nature as the Void Dragon would resurface: cruel, mad, and greedy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, the Void Dragon would no longer be able to communicate, negotiate, or even seem remotely familiar to Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t you think I, as Doraemon, am better suited to become the Omnissiah?\" Zhou Yun smiled at the Martian Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t you dare say that—you really shouldn’t say that—this avatar really does suit you... but I refuse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emerald glimmers began to shimmer around the Martian Dragon; it giggled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nai Long—no, the Martian Dragon—I love nothing more than—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Martian Dragon could finish, intricate threads surged from all directions, wrapping around its silver form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nobita Style: Galactic!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor Nobita’s voice rang out; millions of silk threads wove into complex patterns, the intersections glowing like twinkling stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Martian Dragon flickered, turning into emerald lightning, slicing through the gaps between the threads, and suddenly appeared before Emperor Nobita.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re no stronger than you were back then, knight,\" the Martian Dragon extended its arm; matter materialized out of thin air, spiraling like mercury into a long silver spear, which it thrust toward Emperor Nobita’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nameless blade, Denkōmaru, unsheathed and clashed against the Martian Dragon’s silver spear.\u003C\u002Fp>",1146,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e9d83140b2e132a03ffd4b35cb1469c2b511435d43706f7d74f59460c8fdadd9","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-643","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-641",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]