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

fair, not fair at

for much… I’m just a supporting role in the lithography machine project… Then

in return… We’re good friends after all… I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete

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

on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his heart, its

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

…

angrier the more he thought

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

the virtual assistant project fell into the hands of Mr. Martin and the others, only a

research and development, and they certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple times to foreign research laboratories and ultimately achieve fame

I think about it, the more mad I am…”

asked, “Uncle Max, do you want to

pinched her nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger? You’re just a child, and you

of items, particularly encompassing all the research

a seemingly simple solution.

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

the virtual assistant to

delved into a myriad of challenging

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

voice was filled with

had been the product of endless hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every

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

of awareness. But if someone were to erase