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

so hard, yet Max could effortlessly surpass

not fair, not fair at

role in the lithography machine project… Then the virtual assistant project

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

project. After all, to Max, the virtual assistant was just a “toy.” he invented. Why couldn’t he give

shoulders had already devoured his heart, its mouth

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 project… That’s what a good

…

growing angrier the more he thought

own interests rather than the advancement and progress of human

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

and development, and they certainly did not have enough engineers for subsequent installations. In the end, they would likely sell this project multiple

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

“Uncle Max, do you want

vent my anger?

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

seemingly simple solution. “Just

hold the encryption authority. That

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

well. Having delved into

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

was filled with

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

Stacy can go out and work,

sense of awareness. But if someone were to erase