[{"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-71":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},2264894,4422,"Chapter 71: Tell My Brother, I","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-71",71,"\u003Cp>Beneath the Administration Building, Monger stared anxiously at the biomass pool before him, its surface bubbling and releasing organic gases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More and more people, bewitched, stepped into the biomass pool with serene expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their flesh and bones slowly dissolved, broken down into basic amino acids, polysaccharides, and phospholipids—these substances, mixed into biomass, nourished the Tyran organisms within the pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These terrifying creatures, as if perfectly engineered by the most meticulous designer, every muscle perfectly optimized, emitted low, guttural cries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound sent icy fear through Monger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every one of his cells screamed at him to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan had failed; these monsters could not be stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They yearned to be born, driven by instinct to be born faster into this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger gazed at the Tyran organisms in the biomass pool and thought:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smaller ones were encased in embryonic sacs; the largest stood at the pool’s center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its four razor-sharp claws, its monstrous, horrifying form—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger trembled in dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biomass slowly gathered around them, forming more complex tissues and organs, merging into their flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Monger heard the tiny insect beside his ear fluttering its wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic voices emerged from it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All things decay, all beings endure!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his brother’s voice, faint and blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Blood sacrifice to the Divine Emperor! Skulls offered to the Golden Throne!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Lan. Rus’s voice, clear and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could Malkiet be in Zone One? Wasn’t he still guarding the settlement?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Lan. Rus done something? Had they both begun their move?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger wanted to ask what was happening above,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but his position was far too close to the terrifying Gene Thief leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster’s senses must be extraordinarily acute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger feared his voice might be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly realized he had always been this cowardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his brother was abused by their mother, he only trembled in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the Angels first approached them, Malkiet quickly accepted the blessing, while Monger remained paralyzed by dread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was afraid again now, his legs shaking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Monger’s mind, the Angels chirped soothingly, telling him he had done enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Gene Thief leader crouched atop the pipe suddenly lifted its massive triangular head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its twisted eyes fixed on the ground, as if seeing some vision within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“YAAAAAAHHHHH!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A roar of fury echoed through the entire underground chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear seeped from neurochemicals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger’s legs buckled, and he knelt with everyone else around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Desecration!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gene Thief bishop’s rebuke followed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wretched heretics dare infiltrate our holy sanctum, desecrating the great sacrifice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Believers! The hour of sacrifice has come! Come, merge into this great sacrifice!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the powerful hypnotic voice rang out, many faces flushed with fanatic fervor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rushed blindly toward the biomass pool, faster dissolving into biomass to nourish the Tyran organisms’ birth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger’s heart lurched,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for he seemed to hear the giant beast in the pool’s heart begin to beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster was being born!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only the people around, but the other Tyran organisms in the pool began to dissolve, feeding the largest one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger’s face twitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This damned Gene Thief leader was so cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun and Malkiet had barely begun their move, yet it was already accelerating Tyran production.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even sacrificing the nearly completed Tyran organisms to hasten the birth of the largest, most terrifying one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Angels wept softly, sorrowfully telling Monger they had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger stared blankly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Gene Thief leader alone was terrifying enough,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with Lan. Rus, Monger, and Malkiet plus the plague zombies, perhaps they could manage—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but now add the monstrous beast in the biomass pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had already failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger’s body trembled slightly; he forced himself to stand, suppressing the fear within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surface of the Administration Building was coated in silver metal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From afar, it gleamed as if new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But up close, Zhou Yun saw that ten thousand years had left their mark—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perhaps sandstorms’ hard grains had scraped the metal walls, leaving complex, twisted patterns that made one dizzy to behold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Administration Building’s entrance stood atop eight stone steps; before them, the Gene Thieves had piled rubble into layered walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the steps, Gene Thieves rained automatic fire down upon the surging plague zombies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the rubble walls, six massive mutated beings swung heavy hammers, crushing approaching plague zombies into pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More hybrid mutated beasts hid behind the rubble, tearing flesh with grotesque, twisted claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a time, the vast hordes of plague zombies and the Gene Thieves stood locked at the building’s entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun, one hand clad in superhuman gloves, the other gripping the famed blade Dian Guang Wan, wearing his psychic cap, took a single step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His figure flashed—suddenly he stood behind the Gene Thieves atop the eight steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before they could react, the mechanical hand on Zhou Yun’s head swung violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gene Thieves flew like they’d been kicked hard in the ass by Uncle Tom’s boot, tumbling into the plague zombie horde below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“YAAAA!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hybrid mutated beast beneath the steps roared, lashing its tail like a giant scorpion as it lunged at Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monster was faster than Zhou Yun—but not faster than Dian Guang Wan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before its blade-like claws could strike, Dian Guang Wan moved on its own, guiding Zhou Yun’s arm to block the hybrid’s attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun focused his qi, his psychic cap aimed at the hybrid, and twisted sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crack of shattering bone rang out—the hybrid was twisted into a spiral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some hybrid mutated beasts and deformities turned toward Zhou Yun atop the steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now Zhou Yun held the high ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fourth-dimensional pocket opened, revealing twenty Cattrell M36 laser rifles hovering beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty searing beams fired—hybrid mutated beasts had no time to dodge, burning to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The larger, more mutated deformities with thicker armored skin absorbed the laser fire, only suffering horrific gashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three deformities charged toward Zhou Yun—but their movements were too slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Yun’s superhuman-gloved fist swung—within a blink, he crushed one into pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other two: one was obliterated by concentrated laser fire, the other hurled by telekinesis into the plague zombie horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rotting flies swarmed from the zombie tide, devouring the remaining Gene Thieves at the rubble walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malkiet controlled the flies, following behind him as he slowly climbed the steps, nodding slightly to Zhou Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhou Yun could look at him, the tiny insect stuck behind his ear began fluttering its wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lan. Rus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Monger’s voice echoed in Zhou Yun’s ear:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell my brother—I’m not a coward.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1088,"2026-06-19T20:02:14.192Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d7738544ec54725fa88044ab7bbc69aa2b43371b40c299773a4ad1bfa9463c97","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-72","i-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-dora-te-chapter-70",711,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-warhammer-please-don-t-praise-the-doraemo-cover.jpg"]