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

hard, yet Max could

fair, not

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

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

the virtual assistant project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just

on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his

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 assistant

…

angrier the more he

prioritize their own interests rather than the advancement

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

to continue the 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

think about it, the more mad I am…”

asked, “Uncle Max, do you want to

nose, saying, “Can I vent my anger? You’re just a

laboratory holds an abundance of items, particularly encompassing all the research endeavors I dedicated the first half of my

simple

authority. That means, if I want to take anything back, I need their permission to access

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

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

at Stacy, hesitating. “I don’t want

was filled

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

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

softly. “You have a sense of awareness. But if someone were to