As they walked through one of the many alleys between the buildings.
Marie looked curiously at the trash, which seemed too strange to the things she had been used to seeing.
"Mama Diara, why does the garbage in this place look too futuristic, I even feel that, that thing that looks like a TV is more powerful than my cell phone."
Diara smiled and stroked Marie's hair "Ma Marie, that is because this world is more advanced than ours. At least I can assume that about 50 years of my world.
But I could be wrong because nuclear war wiped out any trace of humanity's future technology.
All progress was lost in nuclear hell, so this is really just a guess on my part.
Regarding your world, I would dare to say that this technology is 60 years ahead of this technology, although that is only an approximation.
Because some technologies may be more advanced than others, but this without considering magic, because with magic it is impossible to make a correct comparison.
For using a rare energy from the environment to create alterations in reality is something that we cannot do.
Even with the latest technology, it would be nearly impossible to recreate what magic does. "
Marie put her finger on her lip and looked curiously at Diara "I have a great doubt, Mom Diara, who would win between a technological world and a magical one."
Diara, who was curiously looking at a computer in the trash, turned her head and looked at Marie.
"That is an excellent question, Ma Marie. It would be unrealistic to say that one side or the other would win without analyzing the variants.
But it depends who the attacker is, so I could tell you who could take advantage. Suppose a modern world attacks a magical world.
Because of the surprise factor, they could win at the beginning, but the magic would end up adapting. The problem is that magic is unpredictable.
If they can teleport or teleport things, they could win the war. Just imagine ten wizards teleporting to the enemy capital.
No matter how many nuclear weapons the modern nation may have, none would have a tactical value as powerful as the ability to destroy the enemy by appearing and disappearing.
But I do not believe that all modern nations have nuclear weapons, much less that in all magical worlds they can teleport.
Although this is just a guess, maybe in the future we could find out the answer to that question, but I think we've come to a good place to ask. "
In front of Diara and Marie, there was a vacant lot where there were tents and some homeless people warming themselves with some boats with fire.
Marie and Diara walked because they were thinking of asking some of the homeless people in the place.
As they advanced, they attracted the attention of many of the homeless people, who only stared at them in silence.
Marie, who was walking on the dirty floor, was struck by the sight of an old man smoking a cigarette while cleaning a gun.
Although she did not recognize the model, she realized it must be a 9mm, so she started walking towards the old man.
The man, as if he were a professional soldier, kept cleaning his weapon until he blew out a bit of smoke from his mouth.
"Girl, I don't know what good you saw in me, but you should know that I'm not a good person.
I am the person death must call to deliver his scythe. "
Marie, far from being bothered, simply smiled and looked curiously as the old man cleaned the gun.
"That is a beautiful 9mm pistol, but I can't distinguish the model. It seems to have a mechanism similar to the M1911.
But the materials that compose it are much more modern. "
The old man looked up, revealing his two red eyes that seemed to move as if they were focusing on a camera lens.
"Interesting, that you know such an old weapon being too young. By your eyes, I would say that you are used to seeing death.
You are an interesting little girl, but I will answer your question. This weapon is a HK56B, a 9mm weapon model with automatic tracking technology.
It works with 6th generation Tech6Vin bullets, a weapon used in recent corporate wars, with a soft-touch handling and a sleek design.
A beautiful weapon to kill your enemies just by setting automatic tracking.
I would dare to say that at its best it was the best weapon, but now it is just a relic.
Laser energy weapons changed the preferences of ballistic weapons, as the laser weapon can penetrate any defense.
Only plasma field electromagnetic shields can stop their attacks, which is a shame IMHO.
Laser weapons are garbage, ballistic weapons continue to have too large a market, the problem is that the few sovereign nations in the world.
They have an overwhelming amount of ballistic weapons, but you know in my youth I sold weapons, even to priests.
That was my business, a very lucrative one, but laser weapons are in the position of the bloody corporations.
What could I sell if my weapons were obsolete, I tried to do everything I could to sell my weapons but in the end I ended up losing everything.
It only kept this beauty because it is one of the best weapons I have ever sold. "
Marie thought and stroked her chin "Do I think you should know where to find the black market?"
The old man frowned "You are an interesting little girl, but I know where the black market is.
Although the correct question is to know if you have something to sell or if you have Ehmarks, although you have a curious defensive armor.
I can see that it uses too old technology. "
Marie sighed and smiled "What has value in this place, some mineral like gold or perhaps food."
The old man laughed "Gold was a valuable mineral but space mining reduced its value to only 1 Ehmark per kilogram.
Just to give you an idea, a chocolate bar has a value of 5 Ehmarks. The only mineral that has value is titanium.
Well, it is one of the few resistant minerals and it is compatible with the human body, which is why prostheses can work better with titanium.
The point is that it is a mineral that is controlled by corporations, so if someone dares to sell it, they will disappear.
The only valuable thing to sell is weapons, but I don't think you will have any modern technology weapons right. "
Marie smiled and in her hand appeared a kind of black knife. The old man swallowed hard because he could give an idea of what Marie had in her hand.