Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

After dinner, Max’s futuristic home transformed into a children’s paradise.

The all-encompassing holographic technology allowed them to watch cartoons.

The vast knowledge reservoir of virtual beings allowed them to listen to fairy tales.

The smart, heated, and adjustable sofa turned into a makeshift trampoline.

Finally, when the children were exhausted from playing, the room fell into silence.

…

Simultaneously, in a high-level meeting at the laboratory, four people sat around a large round table.

“I propose confiscating Max’s house. He serves the laboratory, and everything he develops should belong to us,” one person asserted.

Another person nodded in agreement. “I agree. According to Darwin’s assessment, his first virtual assistant has reached maturity. If this technology can be widely implemented, it will benefit countless families.”

The third person, dressed in blue overalls, was Darwin, Max’s closest collaborator. He hesitated and spoke up, “But this is his personal property. He used his own funds to purchase the house and cover the expenses of decoration and design.”

The person who spoke first was the leader of the meeting, and also the head of the technology group following the joint venture.

He sneered, saying, “Where do you think his money comes from? The laboratory pays him five million dollars annually, and everything he does is funded by our organization.”

“Our laboratory has invested so much money, it’s only fair for him to repay it, right?”

“Virtual technology should be connected to the laboratory and commercialized to generate revenue. This way, we can have ample funds to invest in lithography machines and support the ongoing operations of the laboratory.”

Everyone nodded, failing to see any issue with the proposal.

“After all, the laboratory is providing him with a five-million-dollar salary…”

Yet, they failed to consider that Max had earned those five million dollars entirely on his own.

It remained uncertain how many domestic and international groups had extended tempting offers to Max. If he were to change jobs, his salary would easily reach ten million dollars or more.

However, Max chose not to pursue those opportunities.

Now, these so-called “leaders” wanted to take Max’s developed virtual human technology into the laboratory and commercialize it to support the development of lithography machines.

Essentially, they were demanding that Max “sacrifice” for the sake of the laboratory, pulling him in different directions like a sheep being tugged.

they saw no issue with this

expression and pondered, saying,

laboratory and devote himself solely to scientific research. Such an idealistic

put you in a difficult position. Tomorrow, I’ll go to Max’s house with a team of people. Once the virtual human technology is shared with

and pretended

was done, Darwin lingered behind,

house, he had been captivated by the charm of the virtual

onward, this remarkable virtual assistant

in need of constant care would have their personal round-the-clock

technological era forward, the pioneer

hastily, ready to seize the

his excitement and joy to notice

a looming ghost cast a vast shadow

…

she noticed that Max

still fast asleep, exhausted

nowhere

next to the living room and leaned against Max, her curiosity piqued. “Uncle Max, what

what was missing from Stacy’s cooking

I

pork, 10g

recipe was, “One whole piece of pork, one and a half spoonfuls of soy

curiously, “Can

towards the kitchen and replied, “Just take a look, and

cooking with the smart pots and

cookware was equipped with

to follow the instructions and start the

observed the new dishes with a

of pork… Is it from a small pig or a

of soy sauce… Should it be a large spoon or a

a piece of ginger… Is it a small or large

kitchen crackled, and suddenly a puff of smoke rose from the sweet potatoes, causing

virtual assistant, looked distressed and said, “Master, Stacy doesn’t understand

brow and made

Stacy’s side and said, “You should use a big piece of

gestured with her small hands to

spatula is the one you normally use

a little bit means just a small drop. Pinch