Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

In Max’s technologically advanced house, the glass windows served as both windows and LCD screens. With the right program design, any desired room could be created.

Lilly’s room was a magical garden, with petals and butterflies fluttering around.

Hannah enjoyed a room with a stunning sea view, featuring her favorite shade of blue.

Josh had a room adorned with vast stars, while Zachary’s room embraced a punk aesthetic, and Drake’s room exuded a scholarly ambiance.

Blake examined his room.

Well, it was his turn, but apart from the electric curtains, which barely displayed any advanced features, there was nothing remarkable.

Blake pondered, “What does your master think of me?”

Tracy smiled and replied, “Honestly, Mr. MacNeil, he didn’t have any specific preferences in mind for your room. I can make changes for you if you don’t like it.”

Blake waved his hand dismissively, saying, “No need.”

He was just making an observation. He was an adult and did not require coddling.

After the rooms were assigned, Tracy led everyone to the kitchen.

Everything in the kitchen was automated. The rice cooker automatically measured, cleaned, and cooked the rice, preparing clay pot rice with bacon.

Fresh steaks and fish were stored in the high-tech refrigerator. As the refrigerator opened, the steaks and fish were transferred to the sink for cleaning. After draining, the steaks were sent to the steak cooking machine, while the fish went into the steamer.

Onions and vegetables were automatically cleaned, and then the vegetable cutting operation panel chopped them up with a satisfying “ding.” The chopped onions, tomatoes, and broccoli were sorted and prepared accordingly. The broccoli was blanched and cooked, the onions were air-fried for ten seconds to retain their freshness and crispness, and the tomatoes were placed directly on the plate.

Trays lined up on a conveyor belt, with the steaks, broccoli, and onions carefully arranged. An automatic juice machine squeezed a glass of juice for each person, and everything was neatly presented on the table.

Blake’s mouth twitched.

I didn’t know there was a kitchen that can cook itself!

After a while, the steamed sea fish was served on the table, garnished with chopped green onions. Along with the fish and steak, the kitchen also prepared pasta, vegetable salad, toasted bread, and fried eggs.

and Hannah eagerly held their knife and fork, their eyes shining with excitement as they exclaimed,

so cool, why don’t

he sliced his steak, “Grandma would

agreed, “You have a

was their

was about to start eating when Lilly stopped her and said,

and

a sweet voice greeted,

and a coat rack emerged from behind. Max hung

is back!” Max called out while changing

an instant, a small figure rushed over, Lilly threw herself into Max’s arms, hugging his

welcome home!” she exclaimed, opening her arms and beaming with a

lifted Lilly high in his arms, a gentle smile adorning his face. With his glasses and fair skin, he

been waiting for you, Uncle Max! Hurry up, Hannah is so hungry that she might even

casually and playfully leaning on the chair with his arms

face turned red as he thought about Tracy’s usual

the table, and sat down, saying, “Let’s

placed the sliced steak in front

remarked,

expression turned cold as he replied, “You’re so old, do

Max was silent.

was just

asked while eating, “Uncle Max, your house is amazing! Especially Miss Tracy, she

movements, and even some thoughts and subtle expressions resembled a

the virtual assistant I’ve been researching for the past few years. It’s constantly receiving updates. Tracy can learn independently, and possess her own thoughts, hobbies, interests, and even a unique temperament. I’m currently studying how to

virtual assistant, I had to provide comprehensive services throughout the house. Tracy is connected to all the house’s

isn’t great enough, and the owner needs to possess sufficient

dishes on the table, saying, “For instance, she manages the kitchen and cooks delicious meals. However, compared to the homemade meals, there’s still something

in, “Uncle Max, I know what’s missing—it’s Grandma’s

exclaimed, “Nom,

what’s missing, but I know it’s

“Is it not as

developed by a seasoned chef and has learned the