"Hey, what the hell are you doing?"
"Could you show a newcomer the most basic level of trust?"
The two officers and veteran technicians cursed and grumbled away. Gou Ye remained unhurried throughout, while Xian Zhu did not actually leap up to refuse.
Ronan simply slipped into the proper state of mind.
Although Gou Ye had not explained himself very clearly, Ronan, being a maintenance technician himself, understood Gou Ye's train of thought—which was also Xian Zhu's thinking:
None of the other equipment was free, so no matter what they did now, it could only fall to this malfunctioning medical robot.
So after answering, Ronan walked over and crouched before the Emergency 5+ Battlefield Treatment Machine, which was barely responding anymore. Fine "particles" trickled from between his fingers—the Segmenter.
Over this period, Ronan had developed the habit of carrying the Segmenter with him. With a casual motion, he gave the machine on the ground a "cut."
"The Segmenter?"
Xian Zhu's attention was drawn over. He did not even bother bickering with Gou Ye anymore, instead grimacing as he shifted his angle on the ground, pressed his cheek to the floor, and twisted his head to look over.
"Well?" Gou Ye asked.
"Using the Segmenter for 'diagnosis,' and so proficiently too... You don't see many young people like that."
"Did I ask you?" Gou Ye shot him a sidelong glance.
That manner successfully made Xian Zhu's eyes flash with ferocity. But after baring his canine teeth and rumbling twice in his throat, he ultimately could not help raising his voice to ask Ronan directly:
"Kid, what did you cut out?"
The way Xian Zhu put it made it sound like taking a pulse. Of course, the Sky Abyss Empire probably did not have such a term, but the meaning fit perfectly.