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

worked so hard, yet

not

role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant

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

wanted ownership of the 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 research during

Darwin’s shoulders had

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

…

on the sofa, growing angrier the more he thought

he exclaimed. “They prioritize their own

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

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

I think about it, the more mad I

do you want to vent your

I vent my

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

seemingly simple

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

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

Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects, he was acutely aware of the painstaking

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

was filled with

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

blinked and spoke. “Master, Stacy can go out and work, but I’ll

awareness. But if someone were to erase your system,