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 felt

worked so hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

not fair, not fair at

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

good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll

virtual assistant project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give Darwin the fruits of his

shoulders had already devoured his heart,

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

…

on the sofa, growing angrier the more he thought

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

assistant project fell into the hands of Mr. Martin and the others, only a select few would benefit from this technology while

enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this

more I think about it, the more mad

Max, do you want

“Can I vent my

the research

a seemingly simple solution. “Just take them

in response. “Since the joint venture, they hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want to take anything back, I need their

propose to hand over the virtual assistant

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

at Stacy, hesitating. “I

voice was filled with

crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of sentimentality. Even as a virtual being, she

“Master, Stacy can go out and

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