Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

In Mr. Martin’s office, Max covered Lilly’s eyes, and Lilly covered Tinkerbell’s eyes.

The two young ones blinked innocently.

Tinkerbell whispered, “Lilly, what are they doing? Should I go up and talk to them too?”

Lilly replied in a hushed tone, “No need. Michael said you don’t have to worry about anything, just answer when someone asks you.”

Tinkerbell nodded obediently.

The harem spirit enjoyed the freedom of her performance.

If it were not for the circumstances, she would have been more flamboyant. After all, no one could touch her, and she loved playing pranks when she got bored.

The harem spirit had become accustomed to her ghostly existence and floated away.

The bridal ghost also glided past.

“Master… what can I assist you with? Dahlia can make coffee for you… My apologies, Dahlia cannot detect the coffee machine system. Please install the coffee machine system, master.”

Mr. Martin replied, “Okay, okay…”

The harem spirit continued, “Master, would you like a massage service?… Oh, the smart sofa system hasn’t been detected. I’m sorry, Dahlia can’t massage you. Please install the smart sofa system, master.”

Max simply gazed at the black box in front of him and casually remarked, “Virtual assistants may possess intelligence, but they also rely on the environment to fulfill their role.”

“Otherwise, they’re no different from the smart assistants on our phones.”

Mr. Martin stared at the “virtual assistant” in front of him, feeling an itch of desire. He wished he could install it right away and enjoy the services…

He finally realized the rarity of the advanced technology in Max’s house and felt the urge to buy Max’s house for 200 million dollars.

Max coughed and nodded, saying, “Very well, but…”

Mr. Martin glanced at the harem spirit and the bridal ghost who were both floating and asked, “Why do they float when they walk?”

Max remained silent, as did Lilly, the harem spirit, and the bridal ghost.

There was a bug that occurred during the design process. To fix it, I would have to rewrite the entire code and rebuild them from scratch. It might be better

Martin and Mr. Young

could not give them something perfect

the fact that they floated while walking was

not

can we talk

“It does feel a bit

black box shut, causing the harem spirit, the bridal ghost,

nothing to discuss. I won’t compromise on any of my three conditions.

Mr. Young were taken aback by Max’s firm refusal to negotiate

his teeth and said, “But you must provide the group with all the information

a contract with a blank expression and said, “If that’s what it takes, then the information should be provided to us. If you agree, sign the contract. This will be our agreement. Once the contract is

and Mr. Young realized that Max

carefully examined the contract and, once satisfied that it matched

also signed the contract, glanced at it briefly, and

that the black box should be positioned in front of them, and within its range of approximately 1000 square feet,

is all yours,” Max stated. “This is the disk for the three virtual individuals. They can now only appear within the range of their respective disks and

Young retrieved the

took Lilly’s hand and said, “Let’s

“Oh, by the way, I’m resigning today. I’ve already submitted my resignation

left without looking

Max

Max was not the

of talented people, and with sufficient financial resources, finding talents everywhere

it up and take a look!” Mr. Martin impatiently urged.

Young nodded in

the box and followed Max’s instructions to turn

again, the office was enveloped in lights and shadows,

matter

intelligence chat was far from the robotic responses of a typical voice assistant.

excitement. As titans in the

to say that the future of

moment, Darwin rushed over and was utterly stunned when he saw the virtual assistants in