Forgive Chun Mian—she had seen mecha blueprints, warship schematics, spaceships, flying cars, and far too many catalogs of interstellar high-tech products. But the thing in front of her right now...
She didn't recognize it, didn't know what it was, and had no clue how it worked. Don't even ask. A single glance was enough to give her a massive headache.
Even though she didn't understand it, Chun Mian had excellent practical skills. Considering she had managed to analyze and replicate the Federation's heavily monopolized nutrient liquids and healing agents, she figured her hands-on abilities were more than adequate.
