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.

and felt the world was

hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

fair, not fair at

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

should give me something in return… We’re good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never

virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give Darwin the fruits of his research during

Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his heart, its

“It’s only fair… As a good friend, he should consider his friend’s feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly

…

the sofa, growing angrier the more

prioritize their own interests rather

Martin and the others, only a select few would benefit

installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple

more I think about it, the more mad I

you want to vent

helplessly pinched her nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger?

all the research endeavors I dedicated the first half of my life

seemingly simple solution. “Just take them

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

to hand over the

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

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

was filled

“birth” until now, had been the product of endless hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of

and spoke. “Master, Stacy can go out and

smiled softly. “You have a sense of awareness. But if someone were to erase your system, you