Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

To Max’s surprise, he received a call from Darwin.

Moreover, Darwin seemed to pretend to be confused as he asked the question.

Max’s voice turned cold as he replied, “Darwin, don’t you know what’s going on?”

With that, he abruptly ended the call.

On the other end, Darwin felt deeply unsettled.

Did Max know something?

Or was this some kind of joke?

He was not the only one who had been to Max’s house…

Darwin recalled the countless discussions he had with Max, where they delved into various topics. Frankly speaking, Max was a great friend to him.

When talking to others, either they could not grasp what he was talking about. So, he could not engage in a meaningful conversation with anyone else…

Only Max truly understood him, and he reciprocated that understanding. The bond between them was genuine.

But…

Darwin thought about another aspect.

During numerous moments of recognition, Max stood on stage, offering unique insights into projects and speaking eloquently.

While surrounded by reporters, Max basked in the limelight, while Darwin remained in the shadows.

Especially now, with Max possessing the core data of the laboratory, not to mention being the master of the lithography machine, he could even create a virtual assistant for entertainment.

Darwin laughed bitterly.

the situation ridiculous and felt the world was

yet Max could

not

in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project should be my

good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete with him for control of the lithography

assistant project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he invented.

spirit perched on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his heart, its mouth

good friend, he should consider his friend’s feelings and not be so possessive… If

…

the sofa, growing angrier the more he

own interests rather than the advancement and progress of

hands of Mr. Martin and the others, only a select few would benefit from

lacked the capacity to continue the research and development, and they certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple times

more I think about it, the more mad I am…” Max ruffled his

asked, “Uncle Max, do you want to vent

I vent my anger? You’re

laboratory holds an abundance of items, particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I

simple solution. “Just

joint venture, they hold the encryption authority. That means,

to hand over the virtual assistant to them,

Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects, he was

at Stacy, hesitating. “I don’t want to

was

refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of sentimentality. Even

can go out and work,

a sense of awareness. But if someone were to erase your system, you