"Have you ever heard of nanotechnology?" he asked.
"Uh-uh."
"Well, with nanotechnology they'll build these tiny little machines--machines the size of molecules." He pointed at the drink in her hand. "They'll put a billion of them in a spaceship the size of a Coke can, and shoot it off to an asteroid. The Coke can will rebuild the asteroid into mansions and palaces. You'll have an asteroid all to your self, if you want one."
"I don't want an asteroid. I don't want to go into space."
He shook his head. "Don't you want to see Mars?You liked the Grand Canyon; I remember how you told me about it. Mars has huge gorges--they make the Grand Canyon look tiny. Don't you want to see them? Don't you want to hike across them?"
It took her a long time to reply. "I guess so," she admitted.
"I won't tell you all the things I expect to happen," he smiled mischievously, "I'm afraid I'd really scare you. But you'll see it all. And you'll remember that I told you." His voice grew intense. "And you'll remember that I knew you'd remember."
And then the simple-minded female protagonist during the following decades begins to experience, in small steps, a series of gee-whiz medical and technological marvels which ends up extending her life by more decades, then centuries, millennia, and beyond (!), not to mention expanding her capabilities to superhuman levels.
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