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

Chapter 163: Holy Doraemon, please give me eight babies!
Zhou Yun instinctively waved his arms in the air. He felt as if he had hit something.
But when he looked up, it seemed that he had hit nothing.

Denton, who was standing by, couldn't help but raise his head, looking at Zhou Yun in confusion as he suddenly raised his arm.

His elbow nearly hit Denton in the face.

An awkward, shallow smile appeared on Zhou Yun's face.

"I hit a mosquito." Zhou Yun said.

Denton blinked and couldn't help asking, "Are there mosquitoes in Barr?"

Zhou Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly found that there seemed to be no mosquitoes on Bal.

Perhaps the intensity of the war between the Baal people was too great, and the strong radiation directly killed most of the mosquitoes.

Or maybe there are already too many blood-sucking creatures in Barr, so there is no ecological niche for mosquitoes?
"We need a great biological sage to fill the gap of no mosquitoes on Baal." Zhou Yun smiled and joked.

Zhou Yun glanced at the winged figure in the white light. He should appear and chirp a few times at this time.

But he didn't this time, and Zhou Yun vaguely noticed that the blue mixed in the white light around him became more intense.
It seems that the existence of this church intensifies the blue light.

"That's really mean." Denton laughed when he heard it.

But he quickly stopped smiling and focused his eyes on the altar.

"The Bishop is coming!"

Denton showed a pious expression and clasped his hands into a circle and placed them on his chest, which seemed to be their prayer gesture.

Footsteps sounded from behind the altar, and the Asford and Lesio refugees around them suddenly fell silent.

They all clenched their fists and placed them on their chests, praying softly and praising Saint Doraemon.

Zhou Yun watched this scene calmly. He had gotten used to it and no longer felt embarrassed.

"Saint Doraemon, may my wife give birth to three children." A man dressed as a Lesio herdsman, who was sitting in front of Zhou Yun, said with his head down.

"." Zhou Yun's eyes twitched slightly. Don't leave everything to Doraemon, you bastard!

He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and looked towards the altar.

I don't know who that bishop is. Reina? Old One-Eye? Or who?

The bishop in a linen robe slowly walked out from behind the altar. His old face, which was rarely seen in Barr or Asford, was revealed to Zhou Yun.
Zhou Yun's eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and his arms suddenly grabbed the chairs on both sides.

The old man with an ugly face stood under the Doraemon statue, slowly opened his arms, and a look of piety appeared on his gray face.

"Rejoice, everyone, for Holy Doraemon is with us!"

Lager, who was wearing a linen robe, showed a dry smile and shouted loudly:
"Praise Saint Doraemon, you are the source of all things, you are the insect-eating dragon, you are hope and salvation!"

Zhou Yun's eyes twitched, and he sat on the chair with a numb expression, watching Rag preaching his faith in Saint Doraemon.

In the corner of his eye, a winged figure surrounded by blue and white light was laughing at Zhou Yun loudly.

Why is it Lager?

Zhou Yun considered that it might be Old One-Eye or Reina, but he never expected it to be this guy Rag.
Raghu began to listen to the wishes of the believers one by one.

Some pray for health, some pray for good luck, and some pray for their machines to run efficiently, but there are also some.
The Lecio herdsman sitting in front of Zhou Yun stood up and asked in a simple Lecio accent in Low Gothic:

"Will Saint Doraemon bless my wife to give birth to four children?"

No, buddy, how come you have one more in such a short time? You can't be so greedy.

Zhou Yun looked at the scene with a numb face.

Ragchou showed a bright smile on his face and nodded to the Lesio herdsman:

"As long as you are pious, Saint Doraemon will bless you, whether it is three, four, six, seven, or eight. As long as you are pious, your wife will be able to give birth to the baby."

"Praise Saint Doraemon——————"

"I fucking asked you to praise Doraemon!"

Zhou Yun finally couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up from his chair suddenly, startling Denton.
Then, in the shocked gazes of everyone in the church, Zhou Yun disappeared almost instantly, and then suddenly appeared in front of Rag.

"I'll let you praise Doraemon!"

Rag's face was full of confusion and bewilderment. Before he could react, Zhou Yun's fist hit him in the face:
"I'll give you eight babies! I'll make you a Doraemon! Take my superb raccoon cat flying head punch!"

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" Rag's screams echoed throughout the church.

In the Second Fodia City, behind the chapel, Rag had a tense face, enduring the pain to maintain the dignity of a bishop, looking at the man in front of him who punched him hard in the face several times.

After beating the man, the man was not in a hurry or running away. Instead, he dragged Rag to the back of the chapel and said he wanted to talk to Rag. "My friend, you can believe it or not, but Saint Doraemon will agree."

"If you believe and are pious, Doraemon will give you more good luck, and you will be blessed."

Raghu put on a preachy and pious attitude, which made his ugly face look somewhat convincing.

"Do you think I look like a human or Doraemon?" Zhou Yun asked after taking a deep breath.

".It's obviously a human, right?" Rag said in confusion.

Zhou Yun nodded, then stretched out his hand and swept it across his face, tearing off the body clay covering his face, and at the same time removing the Phantom Thief DX suit under the body clay.

"What now?" Zhou Yun revealed his face, looked at Rag and asked.

Rag was stunned for a moment, then a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Brother Zhou Yun! You are still alive!"

"Holy Doraemon! Holy Doraemon bless you! You are still alive! I have been looking for you for a long time, I thought you..."

Listening to Rag's words, Zhou Yun frowned slightly.

"Didn't you guess it?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but ask.

Although Rag's intelligence was low in Asford, he should not be unable to guess that Zhou Yun was Ryan Ruth.
When he was in Asford, he was one of Zhou Yun's few acquaintances.

Knowing that Zhou Yun is Ryan Ruth, it is completely logical to further guess that Zhou Yun is Doraemon.
"Guess what?" Rag looked confused.

".Hmm?" Zhou Yun looked at the confusion on Rager's face and vaguely remembered something.
Oh, it was Reina. Reina used her psychic power to give Rag a psychological hint, so that Rag didn't realize that Zhou Yun was Ryan Russ.

At that time, it was to prevent Lager from revealing Zhou Yun's true identity to the Gene Stealer.
Later, the Zerg invaded and the entire Asford was plunged into war. Both Zhou Yun and Lena had forgotten about this incident, and no one remembered to explain this psychological hint to Rag.
So Ge still hasn't realized that Zhou Yun is Ryan Russ.

Zhou Yun touched his chin and said tentatively: "Actually, I am Ryan Ruth."

The moment Zhou Yun said this, Rag's eyes became clear and dull, losing their luster.
Not until Zhou Yun finished speaking did Rag's eyes light up again.

"Ah? Brother Zhou Yun, what did you just say?" Rag asked after a moment of silence.

As expected, Reina's psychological suggestion still exists.

Zhou Yun touched his chin, but couldn't help feeling strange.
Why didn't Lena untie Rag?
"Where is Lena? Where is she now? I have something to talk to her about." Zhou Yun looked at Rag and said.

Rag seemed to be excited for a moment because he saw Zhou Yun was safe and sound, and he even forgot the pain on his face.

But when he heard that Zhou Yun wanted to find Lena, Rag couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

“Brother Zhou Yun, don’t you know?”

"The elder Reina, the leader, never came to Bal."

"Now, the entire Ark Gang, the people who came to Baal, the followers of Saint Doraemon, and some other refugees are all managed by me, the old one-eyed brother, and the big sister Di Xi."

"I'm on Baal, Dixie and the old one-eyed guy are on Baal Prime."

"Lena didn't come to Bal?" Zhou Yun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Where did she go?"

This information was a little beyond Zhou Yun's expectations.
Reina did not come to Baal, and Rag has become one of the leaders of the Hades Galaxy refugees.
According to what Rag had just said, not only Reina, but most of the former members of the Ark Gang did not come to Bal,
Dante actually let go of so many living forces. Could it be...
"Master Reina, along with most of the Ark Clan members, joined the Astra Militarum and headed to Cadia with General Droste."

Rag scratched his head:

"But my old one-eyed buddy, some other brothers from the Ark Gang and I didn't go with them."

"Old one-eyed fellow said he couldn't leave the refugees from Asford."

He really followed General Droste to Cadia. Zhou Yun was no longer surprised.

This is normal. Both Reina and Dante know the importance of Cardia. If Reina joins the Astra Militarum and goes to Cardia, Dante will definitely not stop her.

According to Zhou Yun's memory, Dante even sent the elite First Company Terminator fighters to Cardia. Even Baal was in the same predicament.

Then, Zhou Yun set his sights on Rag.

He understood Reina's affairs very well, but Rag's change was a little...something Zhou Yun couldn't understand.

Even Zhou Yun could sense that this guy was truly devoted to Doraemon, without any selfish motives.
Rag's lair in Asford isn't too bad, but it's definitely not pious.

Rag seemed to notice the strangeness in Zhou Yun's gaze. He scratched his head shyly, and an awkward smile appeared on his ugly face.

".Zhou Yun, to talk about what happened to me, we have to talk about Saint Doraemon first."

"Why don't you believe it too? Saint Doraemon works!"

　I feel a little better today, but I feel sleepy.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)