That’s what scares me, that stuff. Like it’s alive.” “What stuff?” “That. Assemblers, they’re called.” Chia looked at her bag. “That thing in my bag is a nanotech assembler?” “More like what you start with. Kind of an egg, or a little factory. You plug that thing into another machine that programs ’em, and they start building themselves out of whatever’s handy. And when there’s enough of ’em, they start building whatever it was you wanted them to.
