“What do we have here…” Zachary said after going over the image. “Have a look.”
Clara did as asked. At this magnification level, the surface was a proverbial city made up of silicon bumps and cylinders, all linked with metallic pathways built atop a circuit board. Reminds me of the inside of that phone I smashed…
“Let me guess,” Clara said, “that’s not something you’d find in use a century ago?”
“Discounting the size?” Zachary asked. “You wouldn’t find something like this until the eighties. In this form factor? Nothing that’s commercially available today.”
Clara stared at the man, waiting for him to add to his statement, whereas Zachary was waiting for signs of shock to wash over her face.
“Huh…” Zachary finally said. “This doesn’t surprise you at all?”