The "Star Scholars" from the Argraidean Star Domain were technical experts Mo Ran had invited through her own channels. Although the Black Dot Group had long since developed into an entirely independent power, its roots ultimately lay in the Argraidean civilization sphere, and the two still shared a great deal of technology in fields such as basic engineering and aerospace industry. At the very least, these Star Scholars understood how to repair a spatial laboratory built by the Black Dot Group better than the Artifact Forging Sect grandmasters from the Feather Star Domain did.
Of course, that was under ideal circumstances. Reality always differed from ideals just a little.
"What do you mean, we only need to roughly weld this part of the framework back together, and then it'll grow back on its own after a while?"
"...The torn sections of the outer shell are healing?! Miss Mo Ran, are you saying we only need to arrange for suitable materials to be delivered, and the space station will eat them on its own and use them to grow a body?"
"...What about the control bus in this area? The branch servers? This entire area has been breached... so why is the life-support system still running?"
"The basic services in all the cabins are offline... so these devices are relying on 'wishful thinking' to pretend everything is normal?!"
"What do you mean, if the main door is jammed, we just need to scratch it and wake it up, and then it'll open..."
"What do you mean, this space station is actually alive?!"
A group of pointy-eared Argraidean Elves followed Mo Ran around the central area of the space station. They had gone through less than two intersections before being utterly shaken. Questions kept pouring out of them along the way. Finally,