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 the

worked so hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

not fair, not fair

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

all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete

just

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

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

…

on the sofa, growing angrier the more

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

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

enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end,

it, the more mad I am…” Max

“Uncle Max, do you want

“Can I vent my anger? You’re just a child, and

an abundance of items, particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated the first

a seemingly simple solution.

venture, they hold the encryption authority. That means, if I want to

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

well. Having delved

Stacy, hesitating. “I don’t

voice was filled with

hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of sentimentality. Even as a virtual being, she possessed

spoke. “Master, Stacy can go out and work,

if someone were to erase your system, you wouldn’t even remember