This batch of "Star Scholars" from the Algerde Star Domain were invited by Mo Ran through her own channels. Although the Black Dot Group has developed into a completely independent force, its roots ultimately still co from the Algerde Civilization Circle. There is still a lot of technology interchange between the two in fundantal engineering and aerospace industries. At least, these Star Scholars understand better than the Artifact Refining Masters from the Feiyu Star Domain how to repair a space laboratory built by the Black Dot Group.
Of course, that’s in the ideal situation — in reality, it’s always a bit different from the ideal.
"What do you an just roughly weld this part of the fra and then after a while, it’ll heal itself?"
"... The torn part of the shell is healing?! Miss Mo Ran, do you an we just need to arrange the appropriate materials on-site, and the space station will consu them and use them to grow its body?"
"... What about the control bus in this area? The branch server? This entire area has been punctured... why is the life-support system still running?"
"All the basic services in the cabins are offline... so are these devices relying on ’contemplation’ to pretend everything is normal?!"
"If the door is stuck, just scratch it, and it will open after waking up, what does that an..."
"What do you an this space station is actually alive?!"
A group of pointy-eared Arglede Elves followed Mo Ran around the central area of the space station. They were greatly shocked after only about two intersections, and questions arose continuously along the way. Finally, at the "Rift Laboratory," a few Star Scholars couldn’t hold it in anymore when they opened the door.
"... How does this space station remain intact?!"
The state of the core area of the space station was exceedingly grim, with internal damage far worse than the crack visible from space. The Rift Laboratory at the center of Black Stone Station had once been punctured by the "World Bridge," and the innurable Space Rifts created by the World Bridge at that ti had spread around the laboratory everywhere. The out-of-control rift groups nearly shredded the core area from the inside, and the entire Rift Laboratory could be said to be completely open to space, while all the protective walls and reinforcent structures around the laboratory were eroded into sieves by the World Bridge.
If not for the Civil Engineering Immortal and chanical Processing Immortal sent by Shuji, who urgently set up a Five Elents Flowing Array around the Rift Laboratory to forcibly create a stable environnt within this "open wound," the situation here would have been even worse.
Such severe trauma should theoretically have led to the disintegration of the entire space station — after all, the Black Stone Station is essentially a massive "Rift Laboratory," and everything around it, including external weaponry and such, are actually "attachnts" to the solid laboratory at the center, affixed to the laboratory’s frawork.
And now these fraworks have almost all been sliced up by the "rift group" created by the World Bridge.
But the space station did not disintegrate. Not only did it not disintegrate, it even continued "self-healing" at a pace and range visible to the naked eye.
A Star Scholar, tall and wearing a dark blue robe with light golden hair, stood at the entrance of the Rift Laboratory, looked up in shock, and saw the fractured do structure of the gigantic hall. In his gaze, he could see a connecting beam spanning the cabin slowly healing.
A large chanical Man, flickering with the radiance of runes, hovered in mid-air, supporting the broken beam in place. The tal on the surface of the beam squird like flesh, breathing and slowly rging with the surrounding structure. It even extended many small "branches," temporarily securing those fragile small fraworks connected to it.
Subsequently, the Star Scholar felt sothing touching him at his feet. He looked down and was horrified to see several cables erging from the broken groove, bumping against his boots.
He hurriedly stepped back in fright and saw those cables lift themselves and shake twice towards him, seemingly expressing gratitude for his cooperation — then they unhurriedly slithered to the other end of the groove, connecting with the broken cables there.
"What... what exactly is going on here?" Another Star Scholar couldn’t hold back, staring wide-eyed at Mo Ran. "We’ve seen self-repairing nanomachine swarms and self-growing living tal — but that’s completely different from this! Is this another new trick from the Black Dot Group?!"
"This is the Great Divine Power of Yu Sheng True Monarch, embodying all things, transforming them," Mo Ran smiled and explained, not surprised at the reaction of the Star Scholars, "Rest assured, it has nothing to do with the Black Dot Group’s technology. The space station has been taken over by our ’Star Guardian’ Lord from Shuji."
The Star Scholars looked at each other, pondered for a mont, and didn’t understand...
But here you could see the difference between those who often dealt with the immortals from Feiyu Star Domain and ordinary people — they were used to not understanding.
The Star Scholar in the dark blue robe broke the silence first after pondering: "We can learn about the technical details later. Miss Mo Ran, I think I understand your point — so the space station is now directly controlled by one of your prominent figures, and his ability allows this place to ’self-heal’ slowly, as if it’s a living being, right?"
Mo Ran nodded.
"Then what do you need us to do?" The Star Scholar was a bit puzzled, "Letting this place slowly self-heal should be sufficient, right?"
"The problem lies precisely here—the True Monarch can only repair the physical structures here; he doesn’t understand the principles behind these things," Mo Ran explained, "I am mainly inviting you all to repair the ’system’ here. Additionally, the True Monarch seeks the ’secrets’ remaining in this space station."
"Secrets?" another female Star Scholar in a pale gold gown frowned, "What do you an?"
"This station had once deeply integrated with a ’bridge’ capable of penetrating the cosmic universe—this matter relates to a recent ’Angel Fall’ event. It’s not classified, and you should soon see news about it," Mo Ran spoke candidly without concealing anything, "This fusion is bound to leave nurous traces and ’changes’ here. We are not knowledgeable about the artifacts of the Algredians, so we can only offer so rudintary assistance to the True Monarch here. For in-depth research, it will rely on your expertise."
"Angel... I see, now we understand."
The Star Scholar in a dark blue robe was startled the mont he heard the words "Angel Fall," but he quickly regained his composure, nodded, and looked around with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"The Black Dot Group... these technical outliers who defected from Algredian society always create problems they can’t resolve themselves," he sighed, "This ti they’ve finally touched upon the Dark Angel... Fortunately, now there are people capable of cleaning up such a ss. If I’m not mistaken, it must be the ’Angel Hunter’ from Boundary Land who stepped in again, right?"
Mo Ran smiled and nodded slightly: "Correct, it’s him, and the ’Angel Hunter’ you ntioned is the newly appointed Star Guardian of Shuji, who now controls this space station... In fact, ’control’ isn’t accurate; to be precise, this space station has beco a part of his body."
A few Star Scholars initially couldn’t react, and when they did, they were dumbfounded—although the previous two Angel Fall events had already been reported in the Algredian Star Domain, the details in the news they heard clearly did not include information of this level of detail.
All of a sudden, several people were at a loss, with so instinctively glancing at the slowly wriggling architectural structures around them, their expressions gradually becoming tense: "Wait, wait, so we’re currently standing on..."
"You’ll get used to it," Mo Ran said unhurriedly—she didn’t know if these Star Scholars in front of her could adapt, but the Guardian People are quite accustod to such situations, after all, even their ho planet is alive, "Besides, the True Monarch should be resting at this ti. Even if he isn’t, he generally doesn’t pay much attention to these ’avatars’. You don’t need to feel pressured while conducting your activities here."
The Star Scholars exchanged glances, and then looked at the ssy and peculiar ruins of the laboratory around them. Soone wanted to say that just by standing here and imagining, the pressure was already imnse, but the words got swallowed back—they weren’t suddenly enlightened, but rather, he saw a pipe hanging from the ceiling suddenly twist and form a "peace sign"...
Upon looking up again, this Star Scholar saw Mo Ran standing there seemingly unsurprised, clearly used to this kind of situation.
"Ahem, well, it’s indeed a rare... research opportunity," the leading blue-robed scholar coughed lightly and tried to keep a serious expression while speaking, "The Black Dot Group is ticulously organized, strictly guarding their technical industries. Even for us, it’s rare to get close to their experintal facilities... Rest assured, we will do our best to assist."
"That would be best. Mo Ran is grateful to all of you."
...
In a light and lazy slumber, Yu Sheng quietly retracted a wisp of ’Consciousness Tendril’ from the Feiyu Star Domain, temporarily shifting his focus away from the space station.
Black Stone Station was severely damaged, but the tily intervention of the Screw Fairy and Electric Welding Immortal sent by the Guardian People of Shuji prevented any further deterioration. Now, the space station has entered a normal self-repair process. Mo Ran also brought in a group of expert scholars from the nearby Algredian Star Domain. Although they might not surpass Luo in expertise, they seed quite reliable.
This way, there’s no need to worry about Black Stone Station for the ti being.
Luo remained quite behaved in the valley, and in a few days, after assessing the situation, Yu Sheng could discuss with Baili Qing on how to handle this ’Black Dot Scientist.’
Yu Sheng suddenly felt curious if Baili Qing had retracted her horns yet... just thinking about how she sleeps with those horns brought curiosity.
Yu Sheng’s consciousness wandered in a peaceful and faint dream realm, while a part of his awake thoughts floated above the dream, pondering random and ssy matters.
This kind of operation would be unimaginable for ordinary people, but Yu Sheng had sohow gotten used to it without realizing.
... Perhaps it started when Erin frequently intruded into his dreams, causing mischief.
Yu Sheng skimd across a series of fleeting impressions in his consciousness and then stopped in the darkness upon a sudden impulse.
He looked up to see a magnificent and bizarre...’illusion rainbow’ spreading across his own Conscious World.
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