[{"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-670":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},2265493,4422,"Chapter 670","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-670",670,"\u003Cp>The whispers of Murder Star were loud, as if the Astartes and giant spider monsters who died here ten thousand years ago were wailing upon this planet, venting their fury and resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer’s massive body unfolded from beneath his crimson robe, instantly filling the entire room; his mechanical arms, tentacles, and chainsaws began modifying and repairing the abandoned laboratory once owned by Fabius Bile, and within just over a dozen minutes, the lab was restored to operational condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than a dozen Mini Dora emerged from beneath Kaer’s robe, helping him carry a twisted, deformed corpse onto the examination table before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol watched this scene with astonishment; during this time, members of the Adeptus Mechanicus had grown unusually active, and Fugan had been investigating traces of the Cloned Primarchs and Fabius Bile, making contact and exchanging information with many Mechanicus members.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most Mechanicus members longed to build shrines and enshrine the Mini Doras; Sol had personally witnessed a Grand Logos kneeling before one Mini Dora, wailing and begging Lord Omnisiah the Little Master to grant him inspiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most Mechanicus members possessed at most three or five Mini Doras; having seven or eight was considered divine favor—but Kaer merely shook his robe, and a dozen or two dozen Mini Doras appeared, merely serving as his assistants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol was astonished not only by Kaer’s uniqueness, but even more so by the might of Holy Dora.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each Mini Dora was an extension of Holy Dora, capable of sparking inspiration, producing tools, soothing and controlling machine spirits, and even summoning divine descent; the more Mini Doras in the material world, the stronger that being’s influence over reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems those Mechanicus members are not truly favored—the power Holy Dora invests in them is negligible,” Fugan murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even that negligible fraction of grace had allowed stagnant technologies to advance, lost arts to revive, and ancient weapons to burst forth with renewed power, profoundly impacting the Imperium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, within the Imperium’s Neizheng Force alone, the introduction of new technologies and artificial intelligences reduced sudden death rates by 222 percentage points and increased ten-year survival rates by 222 percent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only minor problem was that many AIs, after working in the Neizheng Force for a time—especially after processing the empire’s millennia-old parchment documents—commonly developed psychological issues such as depression, paranoia, and numbness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To address this, Mechanicus members specially designed an AI psychotherapist to treat the psychological ailments of artificial intelligences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But many of these AI psychotherapists, after treating countless Neizheng Force AIs, themselves developed psychological problems; rumors say several Mechanicus members are now researching machine psychology, attempting to create an AI capable of curing the psychological ailments of AI psychotherapists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the might of Holy Dora, the Mechanicus now squanders inspiration so freely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it now appeared that producing such effects consumed only a minuscule fraction of that being’s power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol watched Belisarius Kaer begin slicing the deformed corpse with his chainsaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse’s face was twisted, yet Sol could still discern, beneath its white hair, a visage resembling Fugan’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a failed clone of Fugan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fugan watched this scene, his expression seeming dazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed Sol’s gaze, lowered his eyes slightly, and looked at Sol: “Do not disturb Grand Logos Kaer’s experiment. Let us patrol the perimeter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol did not object; he knew Fugan’s heart must be filled with conflicting emotions at this sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He parted ways with Fugan at the entrance, each to patrol half the frontline; but after Fugan had walked far away, Sol slowed his pace slightly and activated the Phoenix Son’s exclusive auxiliary AI, Iron Ten, built into his power armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Iron Ten. My father and Cloned Primarch, Lord Fugan, holds complex feelings toward his creator, Fabius. I believe he regards Fabius as a father figure—but Fabius is a shameful traitor. How should I counsel Lord Fugan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm. This query concerns how to counsel Lord Fugan, who regards the traitor Fabius as a father. An unexpected but intriguing question. Previously, you asked: ‘How to attract Lord Fugan’s attention without leaving traces?’ ‘How to earn more of Lord Fugan’s praise?’ ‘How to cope with the honor of being by Lord Fugan’s side?’ It seems you deeply care for this Lord Fugan. I shall provide guidance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sol suddenly raised his head; his superhuman senses detected a faint tremor beneath Murder Star’s surface, as if countless things were writhing within the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the lab, under the aid of the Primarch’s Head, Kaer manipulated the chainsaw behind him to dissect the cloned Fugan’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intelligence embedded within the clone revealed itself naturally before Kaer—but as the dissection deepened, Kaer gradually realized the clone had been deliberately engineered to showcase its creator’s wisdom, embedding layer upon layer of puzzles for Kaer to solve, testing his technical prowess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a challenge—from Fabius Bile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer sneered and effortlessly unraveled a puzzle hidden within the genes and flesh, catching a glimpse of a corner of Cloned Primarch technology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One must admit, Fabius Bile’s creativity was indeed extraordinary; even this single fragment revealed to Kaer a mad, unrestrained monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the ground trembled faintly, and a storm seemed to howl across the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer lifted his head slightly; one or two Mini Doras leapt from beside him and whispered into his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Explorer-King has been breached.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hidden within Murder Star’s crust are the egg sacs of Fabius’s resurrected giant spider monsters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer turned to the Primarch’s Head beside him and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go and deliver this information to the Cloned Primarch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Help him intercept Fabius Bile’s invasion.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch’s Head did not move: “You require my protection.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Belisarius Kaer glared at him fiercely: “I do not need it. Fulfill your duty. Buy me time to unravel the Cloned Primarch’s wisdom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Primarch’s Head hesitated a moment, then gave a slight nod, choosing to obey Kaer’s command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Primarch’s Head departed, Kaer gave his robe a slight shake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Mini Dora emerged, cradling in its hands a triangular glass cone, within which crimson blood swayed gently, like liquid rubies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Source Blood Stack, a relic storing the genetic sequences of twenty-one Primarchs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer’s expression remained unchanged; another Mini Dora emerged from beneath his robe, holding a small child’s camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaer leaned his face close to the Source Blood Stack; a mechanical arm tipped with scissors approached his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mini Dora pressed the shutter, capturing Kaer’s face, the scissor-arm, and the Source Blood Stack in one frame; a photograph promptly ejected from beneath the camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mini Dora pulled out the photo, gave it a light shake, and transformed it into an arcane signal hurled into the Warp.\u003C\u002Fp>",1109,"2026-06-19T20:02:16.510Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e076901e490229905c555694012cd17ccd0cb23358e306317e2c654cf51d12ef","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-671","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-669",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]