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 world

yet Max could effortlessly surpass

fair, not fair

role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project should be my

good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete with

was just a

Darwin’s shoulders had already

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

…

sat on the sofa, growing angrier the more

are so greedy,” he exclaimed. “They prioritize their own interests rather than the advancement and

hands of Mr. Martin and the others, only a select few

research and 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 am…” Max

Max, do you want

pinched her nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger? You’re

of items, particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated the first half of my life

simple solution.

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

not comprehend the toil of dedicated inventions, but Josh understood it well. Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects, he was acutely aware of

“I don’t want to hand over

voice was filled with

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

spoke. “Master, Stacy can go out and

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