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.

ridiculous and felt the world

yet Max

fair, not

just a supporting role in the lithography machine project…

I’m not being greedy. I’ll never compete

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

perched on Darwin’s shoulders had already devoured his

feelings and not be so possessive… If he truly is a good friend, he should willingly hand over the

…

growing angrier the

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

of Mr. Martin and the others, only a

capacity 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 research laboratories and ultimately

about it, the more mad I am…” Max ruffled his

you want to

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

all the research

simple solution. “Just take them

authority. That means, if I want to take anything

chimed in from the side. “Uncle Max, you can propose to hand over the virtual

may not comprehend the toil of dedicated inventions, but Josh understood it well. Having delved into a

hesitating. “I

voice was filled

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

go out and work, but

But if someone were