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

so hard, yet Max could

not fair, not fair at

just a supporting role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project should

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

was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he

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

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

…

the sofa, growing angrier the

prioritize their own interests rather than the advancement

hands of Mr. Martin and the others,

installations. In the end, they would likely

I think about it, the more mad I

Max, do you want to vent your

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

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

a seemingly simple

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

propose to hand over the

Having delved into a myriad of challenging subjects,

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

was filled

the product of endless hours dedicated to refining and crafting. Through years of companionship, every aspect of Stacy had acquired a sense of sentimentality. Even as a virtual being, she possessed the ability to evoke

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

sense of awareness. But if someone were to erase your system,