I'm in Warhammer, please don't praise Doraemon

Chapter 669 The more suspicious the cunning one appears, the more believable he seems.
Jianqi stared at Zhou Yun, pondering Zhou Yun's words.
Belief, doubt, hesitation, caution—a myriad of different emotions rose and changed within His heart.
However, the Lord of All Changes generally believed what Zhou Yun said.

This is indeed the only explanation at present for why Zhou Yun and the Emperor would take such a risk to forcibly seize the domain of vicious techniques.
It was precisely because the gods did not believe that Zhou Yun had any reason to seek the realm of evil arts that they created a tremendous opportunity for him, allowing him to seize the gap and become a god.

The Emperor hoped that Zhou Yun would ascend to become humanity's protector in his place, weaken His power, and ultimately unite the gods to fight against the Dark Lord. This indeed aligns with Tzeentch's understanding of the Emperor.

But Tzeentch remained somewhat wary. After all, the Emperor, that cursed being, was a fraudster on par with Him in the galaxy. Although he believed most of it in his heart, Tzeentch still spoke:
"I don't trust your story," Jianqi cackled twice, his tone tinged with suspicion as he spoke to Zhou Yun.

Slaanesh and Khorne, who were still wavering and hesitant, heard Tzeentch's words and their suspicions vanished almost entirely, and they even began to trust Zhou Yun a little.

"Thank you." Zhou Yun smiled sincerely and said to Jian Qi, "Your suspicion confirms my honesty."

The suspicion, distrust, and cunning on Jianqi's face froze.

This ever-changing Lord has recently become so engrossed in digesting the knowledge he's been forced to acquire about muscles, fitness, drug overuse, and the endless pursuit of physical strength that he's almost forgotten how terrible his reputation is in the Warp.

Originally, Slaanesh and Khorne, though unable to find any flaws in Zhou Yun's account, instinctively harbored suspicion.
But when Tzeentch began to question Zhou Yun, Slaanesh and Khorne's first reaction was not to join in questioning Zhou Yun, but to suspect that Tzeentch was plotting something.
Tzeentch's questioning actually made Zhou Yun seem more credible.
They did have suspicions about Zhou Yun, but compared to Jian Qi, Zhou Yun seemed so honest and reliable.
After all, Khorne was satisfied with his few encounters with Zhou Yun, and Zhou Yun had indeed crushed Inard, satisfying Slaanesh.

"If I weren't aiming to completely suppress the Lord of Darkness, why would I become the master of vicious arts?"

“Many of you know me and how much I value my identity as a human being.”

"I am now willingly taking on the responsibility of humanity's faith, and I may even be corrupted by the erosion and destruction domain. If it's not to suppress the Dark Lord, what else could it be for?"

Zhou Yun said sincerely:
"Do you mean I still want to seize the Corruption and Destruction Domain?"

This remark elicited a low chuckle from Khorne, Slaanesh chuckled twice, and Nurgle wore a concerned expression.
“That’s terrible!” Nurgle said with a hint of fear in his voice. “Thank goodness you won’t do that.”

Accepting the Corruption and Destruction Domain is tantamount to suicide. The current strength of the Vicious Arts Domain is far inferior to that of the Corruption and Destruction Domain. If Zhou Yun were to attempt to acquire the Corruption and Destruction Domain, his only fate would be to be overwhelmed and burned to death by the Dark King, becoming one of the sacrifices.

The only possible outcome is the birth of the Dark Lord, who will overturn the entire universe with his two domains of corruption, destruction, and malevolent arts.

“Why don’t I just take over Greed Dissolution and Uncertain Twisting as well? I’ll be one of the Four Gods by myself,” Zhou Yun said with a smile, winking at Tzeentch.

Jianqi remained silent and sullen, but he had begun to trust Zhou Yun to some extent.

But what He didn't know was that His current state was actually within Zhou Yun's expectations.

The key lies in flexibility.
The shapeshifter was captured by the Emperor decades ago.
The ever-changing young master is essentially the embodiment of deception, doubt, and chaos within the realm of Tzeentch, symbolizing the most disordered aspect of Tzeentch, and representing one facet of the Tzeentch universe.
But now Tzeentch has forgotten about the Shapeshifter, or rather, the Shapeshifter itself has forgotten about itself.
Zhou Yun used the secret item "Memory Disc" on the Transformation Spirit multiple times. That item could turn any existing memory into a disc, extract it, and arbitrarily modify the memories on it.
Zhou Yun used this to make the shapeshifter forget its true nature, forget its essence as a manifestation of Tzeentch's domain, and instead believe itself to be the loyal Imperial Chancellor and Makador's successor.
This also indirectly altered Tzeentch's own memories, causing the parts of Tzeentch's domain that represented deception, doubt, and chaos to become dormant. In addition, Tzeentch has recently been engrossed in digesting the domains that were forced upon him. As a result, Tzeentch's instinct for doubt has become much weaker.

“If it can stop the Dark Lord and protect the life in the galaxy, I will naturally agree wholeheartedly.” Nurgle patted his belly and said with a gentle smile, “I will change the way I interfere with and influence humanity, and cooperate with you so that you can gain more of humanity’s faith.”

Khorne and Slaanesh were still somewhat hesitant.
“I will ensure the intensity of the war.” Zhou Yun looked at Khorne and promised in a low voice, “There are still many planets in the galaxy that have not been recovered, and the Tau Empire is also eager to cause us trouble.”

"Furthermore, Blood God, are you truly satisfied with this endless delay regarding the Dark Lord? Don't you want to fight the Dark Lord?"

"Alright, I will temporarily reduce the infighting and bloodshed within your empire, and instead increase your battles with other races, with those humans who have betrayed the empire, and incite wars between planets that are currently unwilling to submit to the empire, so as to help you gain more human faith." The Blood God finally nodded, agreeing to Zhou Yun's proposal.

“Dark Prince, what are you hesitating about?” Zhou Yun rubbed his forehead slightly, looking puzzled as to why Slaanesh was hesitating. “If human society were to improve, wouldn’t your domain be able to spread more effectively?”

Slaanesh lowered his head slightly, forced to admit that Zhou Yun was absolutely right.

The Empire's current social environment is too oppressive; its influence on humanity is far less than that of Nurgle, Khorne, and Tzeentch.

Slaanesh still remembers those demons he sent to Terra to infiltrate and become Terran nobles. Those unfortunate souls didn't experience any enjoyment; they were always working overtime.

"I will revitalize artificial intelligence in human society and liberate people's time with automated machinery. People with more time can certainly have more opportunities to enjoy themselves, which will benefit your field."

"Yes, I will cooperate with your actions to allow your faith to spread." Slaanesh finally nodded, agreeing to Zhou Yun's plan and promising not to interfere with Zhou Yun's actions.

Finally, all the gods turned their gaze to Tzeentch.

"Your chaos and changes can spread to areas that have not yet been reclaimed by the Empire, and your muscle-related fields can also spread within the Empire. I know you cannot suppress your instinct for change, but in order to stop the Dark Lord, I advise you to think carefully."

"After the birth of the Dark Lord, nothing will change."

Treachery's expression changed several times, but he ultimately agreed to Zhou Yun's request verbally.

Zhou Yun knew that Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and even Khorne would definitely use tricks and spread influence in the shadows, since their promises had no binding force. But that didn't matter. As long as their attention was drawn away, that was enough. As long as they believed that Zhou Yun's purpose was to weaken the Emperor's faith and strengthen their own, so as to seek to overwhelm the Dark King in the future, that was enough.

After the meeting, the will of Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Nurgle faded and vanished into Khorne's domain.

Zhou Yun also left briefly, but after a short while, he returned to the scene in a way that drew attention, standing before Khorne.

"Is there anything you want to say to me?" Khorne asked, looking down at Zhou Yun.

"Lord of Blood," Zhou Yun said slowly, "Do you desire war?"

Khorne stared at Zhou Yun: "I crave war every moment. What kind of war are you going to promise me?"

"The grandest war, the war that ends everything, the war in which you will die."

Hearing Zhou Yun's words, the Blood God laughed, a low, buzzing laugh emanating from beneath his armor.

The steel-cast boiler hummed as the modified machine pounced on the original casting head, leaving only a blur.
This creation of Kaul, clad in brand-new power armor, stands tall within the gladiatorial cage.

The power armor was not yet painted, revealing the original dark red of Belisarius metal, and the crystalline patterns on the metal surface could be faintly seen.

The Former Master had become intimately familiar with the properties of Belisarius metal. This new alloy, created using technology obtained by Caul from secret artifacts, possessed extraordinary properties, surpassing most Imperial materials in hardness, toughness, and energy absorption efficiency. Its production capacity was also considerable.

What truly astonished the leader of the original forge was the metal inside this new power armor.

The neural interface on the Primal Forged Leader was not activated. This power armor was not connected to the Primal Forged Leader via a neural interface, nor was it linked via force feedback technology.

Rather, it's a connection method where the Primal Chiefs don't fully understand the principles. This connection method makes the Primal Chiefs not feel like they're wearing power armor, but rather that their skin and muscles have become power armor.
It's like an organ that's part of your body. There's absolutely no extra burden, and you can't even feel its weight.

The Primal Forged One moved with a swift motion, performing a movement impossible under normal circumstances when wearing power armor. Like a gymnast, it leaped into the air, dodging the servant's dangerous attack.

At the same time, the explosive gun in his hand moved along with the pupils of the original leader and aimed at the servant's mind.
The bomb gun fired, but the Primal Chief did not pull the trigger. The bomb gun, connected to the power armor via an interface, read the Primal Chief's thoughts and fired the instant the Primal Chief's eyes aimed at the servant.
The servant's head exploded into a bloody pulp and crashed heavily to the ground.

"Is the performance record complete?" The Primal Forged Leader removed his helmet and looked at the tiny figure hovering not far away.

Mini Doraemon raised its round hand to indicate that the work was done, and the performance data of the power armor automatically appeared on the Thinker computer next to it.

With the birth of Doraemon as the God of All Machines, artificial intelligence technology within the human empire experienced an initial revival.
However, the higher-ranking members of the Mechanicus do not use artificial intelligence very often, because they are blessed with greater abilities.
Mini-Doraemon, these extensions of Doraemon's power, are automatically born from bursts of inspiration and the outpouring of creativity.

These divine beings possess computing power far exceeding that of artificial intelligence; their very existence can enhance inspiration and the efficiency of mechanical operations.
They could even be used as intermediaries to borrow computational power and gifts from Ohm Messiah.
For the vast majority of members of the Mechanical Order, the more Mini-Doraes they had around them, the more favored they were by Saint Doraemon and Ohm Messiah Suneo. There was only one exception.

Just then, a yellow mini-Dora appeared from the side, holding a data panel with a message on it: from the clone Primarch Fuggen.

Upon seeing the information above, Yuan Zhuzhi's expression froze slightly for a moment, and the air around him seemed to grow colder.
This is a common reaction during a psionic burst. This message triggered the precognitive abilities of the Primal Forged Leader.
The original leader saw the spider, a spider coiled in the eyes of violets, its face filled with hateful cunning.
A moment later, the psionic illusion dissipated, followed by a sharp, intense pain coursing through the body of the Primalhead. This was Kaul's failure. Kaul had created the Primalhead using technology and inspiration gained from the Blood Stack.

Although the Primarch is called the Primarch, its essence far surpasses that of the Astartes. It is Kaul's imitation and attempt at creating a Primarch. However, Kaul failed. Although the Primarch was created, its physical defects caused it to suffer intense pain at all times.
The more he used his powerful body, the more intense the pain became.
The original leader took a deep breath, enduring the pain within him, and looked at Mini-Dora: "Has Kaul already seen this message?"

Mini Doraemon nodded in confirmation.

The leader of the original forging nodded slightly. He saw danger in the message, and he knew that Caul would definitely be drawn to it. He had to warn Caul.
When the original forger entered Caul's workshop, Caul was fiddling with a bunch of tiny cutting tools at his workbench, cutting into a clone in front of him, humming a Doraemon hymn.

As Kaul continued to operate, several mini-Doras automatically emerged from Kaul's inspiration. However, these mini-Doras did not participate in Kaul's work after their creation; instead, they silently floated to the side.
Dozens of miniature Doraemons had already floated around, staring at Kaul with their round eyes.

Kohl always refuses Mini-Doraemon's help, claiming it's because of his pride. He believes he can please Doraemon with his own intelligence as a human being, without needing Ohm Messiah Suneo's help.
However, the original casting expert suspected that there was a deeper reason behind it.

"My first casting, is your work done?" Belisarius Caul said without looking up.

“It’s done. Mini Doraemon is very efficient. With their help, we can achieve twice the result with half the effort,” Yuan Zhuzhi nodded and said.

“Oh! That’s for sure, that’s the great power of Doraemon.” Kaul’s movements slowed for a moment, but he still answered in a calm tone, “But He is human just like us, and human intelligence can catch up with His pace.”

The original leader remained silent for a moment, not responding to Caul's words, but changing the subject, saying, "The clone Fugen sent a new message."

“Oh, I know that the Primarch discovered one of Fabius Bayer’s laboratories, which contains technical details about the Primarch, and he wants me to study it.”

(End of this chapter)