[{"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-65":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},2264888,4422,"Chapter 65: The Emperor","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-65",65,"\u003Cp>The next morning, countless denizens of the Lower Nest lined up in an endless human tide, crammed along narrow roads stretching beyond sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gene Thieves’ guards lurked among the crowd, secretly watching for anyone attempting to leave the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bishop stood at the very front of the procession, overlooking everyone from a towering cart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Devout people, when you reach the First District, you shall receive true baptism.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, you shall shed the filth upon your bodies and gain a brand-new life.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shall merge with us—no more hunger, no more fear, no more pain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pray devoutly to the Four-Armed Divine Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sermon, laced with hypnotic tones, echoed through the air, stirring the emotions of this vast procession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even those who joined merely for food found themselves stirred by a flicker of faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the boiling, noisy crowd, Zhou Yun suddenly thought: What a splendid mass of biomass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmed his mind and began pondering the mysteries surrounding the Gene Thieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why were they so desperate to expand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did the Clan Chief personally inject the corruption genes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why must all of them be corrupted only in the First District?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The haste in expansion was understandable, but the Clan Chief’s personal involvement and the exclusive corruption in the First District raised suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This carried enormous risk—Mengge and I infiltrated easily, and I even planned to use Mengge to assassinate the Clan Chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could possibly compel that cautious Worm of the Underworld to take such a risk?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Must the Clan Chief personally oversee it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This left Zhou Yun with growing doubts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you do last night when you went to see my brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mengge sidled up to Zhou Yun without expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne, standing beside Zhou Yun, subtly shrank back, creating a slight distance between herself and Mengge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I brought your whole family,” Zhou Yun said to Mengge, sincerely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mengge’s expression stiffened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you don’t want to say, fine—why insult me?” Mengge grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He assumed Zhou Yun wouldn’t answer, so he didn’t press further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When we reach the First District, I’ll find a way to slip into the first wave of those receiving baptism.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two stay toward the back. Hold these to your ears.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Mengge opened his palms, revealing three tiny worms no bigger than grains of millet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The worms wriggled their bodies, vibrating their thin, delicate wings, emitting faint, barely perceptible hums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Place them against your ears—these insects can synchronize vibrations, allowing us to communicate even at a distance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun nodded slightly and picked up one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept a cautious mind, scraping off a speck of bodily clay from his fingertip and sticking it to the worm’s back, securing it behind his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared the thing might burrow into his skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne hesitated, then reached out a small hand and took another worm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she grabbed it and crushed it instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mengge’s cheek twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing Jeanne’s disdainful gaze, he gave up trying to be friendly, quietly distancing himself from the two and blending into the front of the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You,” Zhou Yun sighed with amusement, ruffling Jeanne’s small head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this worm dangerous?” he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne lifted her hazy eyes, glanced at the worm, and shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not now. But later? I can’t say,” she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun patted her head, then pulled out the worm-meat jelly he’d bought yesterday from his fourth-dimensional pocket, broke off a piece, and gave it to Jeanne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walk to the First District was long, so he’d prepared food in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne nibbled slowly on the worm-meat jelly, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a short while, she tugged gently at Zhou Yun’s sleeve and whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is your homeland east of the Terra Imperial Palace?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jeanne spoke in Chinese—the only language understood by her and Zhou Yun in this vast sea of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her speech was somewhat halting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. In fact, the land where the Terra Imperial Palace stands is part of my homeland too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blinked, replying in Chinese, wondering why Jeanne asked this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I once heard Him tell a story about your homeland,” Jeanne whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Him? The Emperor?” Zhou Yun asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He told you a story?” The winged figure within Bai Guang couldn’t help speaking, though Jeanne couldn’t hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his tone, Zhou Yun detected surprise—and a faint hint of bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm,” Jeanne nodded slightly, whispering. “It was a story about an emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Many, many ten-thousands of years ago, on Terra, there was a great and ambitious emperor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The emperor was not born an emperor; when the Emperor met him, he was merely a feudal lord who had inherited his ancestors’ legacy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In that age, on that land, there were six other equally powerful feudal lords, each ruling a kingdom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Between them, there were many lesser states, minor principalities, and vassal realms.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The lord had a grand ambition: to reunite this fractured land, to make all humanity across the vast earth speak one language, be ruled by one government, and worship one throne.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So he began a great campaign, training mighty soldiers who conquered the vast land, destroying every fragmented principality.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The emperor appointed capable officials—not his own descendants—to govern the conquered lands; he established a unified language for all; he even built new roads, binding the land into one whole.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Jeanne spoke her second sentence, Zhou Yun had already guessed whose story she was telling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Was this emperor surnamed Ying?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how did this story come to be told by Jeanne? Has it been recorded in the human thirtieth millennium?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unification, campaign, forging mighty soldiers, emphasis on descendants and roads—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph, this doesn’t sound right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Emperor told Jeanne this story, did he slip in some personal bias?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then?” Zhou Yun asked, curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered how this emperor’s tale unfolded in the Warhammer universe—whether Chaos had intervened,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and why Jeanne had chosen to tell him this story now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But when the emperor achieved his great unification, Chaos began its endless corruption.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The emperor craved wisdom, yearning for his mind to remain eternally clear in governance—so the Whisperer of a Thousand Forms spoke to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The emperor craved immortality, wishing his body to remain eternally healthy to rule his empire—so the Plague God’s gentle touch came to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The emperor craved power, hoping his soldiers would forever bravely guard the borders—so the Blood God’s battle cry echoed to him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should be launching this Sunday, but my 4,900 follow-readers didn’t make it to Sanjiang. If I wait for the next round, I’ll have to compete with The Breakthrough and the Immortal, which also seems hard; the one after that, I’ll have to fight with Learning Language—I’m learning language, really? So this Sunday it’s launching directly, no more fighting for Sanjiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1132,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","eacb1b03963dbcb36d0021774af192ddf5959d8a5381ea853e3ba94e2d67c3de","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-66","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-64",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]