Looking at these newly transformed gourmets, the Demon Emperor felt a sense of ease he had not experienced in a long time.
Although his own charm had diminished somewhat, at least these people were truly beginning to understand what the Primordial World meant.
To be honest, these people had low cultivation, but each possessed a particular skill.
Having the good fortune to contribute to the Primordial World was undoubtedly the greatest honor of their lives.
It was not that the Demon Emperor had brainwashed them.
Rather, a person's life truly was not all that long, and most of it was spent cultivating.
There was little time to spare for helping the Primordial World.
Wars did not happen every moment of every day.
Most of the time, people were still working hard for their own livelihoods.
So if one day you could help the Primordial World, then congratulations. That was an honor you could speak of for the rest of your life.
Soon, the Demon Emperor organized group after group of gourmets.
He brought them to the Black Dragon colony.
To allow them to survive in Chaos, he made preparations.
The Demon Emperor specially arranged unique suits of Battle Armor for them.
When they saw the enormous dragons stretching across Chaos Space, they felt unparalleled shock and fear.
"What kind of monster is that? It's enormous! A monster like that is almost as big as my country!"
"Is this Chaos Space? Are these our enemies? They're terrifyingly huge! Just how powerful are they? One casual roll could probably destroy the Primordial World!"
"Tsk, tsk. I wonder what would happen if we turned a monster like that into a delicacy. Maybe it would taste terrible, but I don't know why-I'm really looking forward to it."
Watching them make such a fuss, the