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.

situation ridiculous and

yet Max

not

unconsciously, “I’m not asking for much… I’m just a supporting role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project should be

all… I’m not being

was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give Darwin the fruits

on Darwin’s shoulders had already

beguiling, Darwin said, “It’s only fair… As a good friend, he should consider his friend’s feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should willingly hand over the virtual assistant project… That’s what a good friend would

…

sofa, growing angrier the more

greedy,” he exclaimed. “They prioritize their own interests rather than

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

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

think about it, the more mad I

asked, “Uncle Max, do you

vent my anger? You’re just a child,

encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated the first half of my life to.”novelxo.com fast

offered a seemingly simple

response. “Since the joint venture, they hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want to

“Uncle Max, you can propose to hand over the virtual assistant to them, but with the condition that they grant you the necessary

understood it well. Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects, he

over at Stacy, hesitating. “I don’t

voice was filled

Through years of companionship,

and spoke. “Master, Stacy can go

of awareness. But if someone were to erase your system, you wouldn’t even remember who I