After the group sorted through their spoils, the Demon Emperor quickly found many useful things.
Some of them were so technologically advanced that even the Demon Emperor could not help taking a second look.
After sorting these things into categories, the Demon Emperor summoned all several hundred scientists.
They looked around in confusion, unsure what had been happening lately.
"According to my research into space, anyone who can freely wield spatial abilities either possesses a world of their own or has already fused with their world's Great Void space."
"To let us enter and leave spatial tunnels so freely, your spatial abilities are truly formidable."
A bespectacled scholar looked at the Demon Emperor, his face full of curiosity. At that moment, he even wanted to dissect the Demon Emperor.
That terrifying gaze made anyone who saw it feel their scalp prickle.
The Demon Emperor smiled faintly. "You flatter me. I have no such ability. I merely used a few little tricks."
"You understand your situation, don't you? Here, even if you kill yourselves, we can easily extract the memories from your minds. So stop considering escape, suicide, or anything of the sort."
The bespectacled scientist eyed the Demon Emperor. "Although I do not know your identity, I imagine you are at least an Overlord with some understanding of science. If you want the method for building the Primordial God Production Line to break through the technological barriers, we will never compromise."
"You can extract memories, but those memories will be incomplete. Achieving a breakthrough with fragmented memories will be extremely difficult. I imagine you would not dare take that gamble!"
Demon Emperor Daochen raised an eyebrow. He looked at the fellow before him with some bewilderment, not expecting to encounter such a tough nut to crack.
Demon Emperor Daochen looked