Chapter 679 Getting What They Wanted
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 mboyant. After all, no one could
touch her, and she loved ying pranks when she got bored.
The harem spirit had be ustomed 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 ck 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 dors.
Max coughed and nodded, saying, "Very well, but..."
Mr. Martin nced 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.
After a moment of silence, Max maintained hisposure and said, "That''s what I call a design w.
There was a bug that urred during the design process. To fix it, I would have to rewrite the entire
code and rebuild them from scratch. It might be better to redesign them altogether."
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young suddenly understood him.
Of course, Max could not give them something perfect from the beginning.
But the fact that they floated while walking was just a minor issue.
It did not affect anything!
Max continued, "Now, can we talk about the three conditions?"
Mr. Young cautiously responded, "It does feel a bit awkward tobine all three conditions..."
Max snapped the ck box shut, causing the harem spirit, the bridal ghost, and Tinkerbell to
disappear.
"If that''s the case, then there''s nothing to discuss. I won''tpromise on any of my three conditions. In
the worst-case scenario, I''ll just continue to stay in theb. No one can interfere with me."
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young were taken aback by Max''s firm refusal to negotiate with them.
"Alright!" Mr. Martin gritted his teeth and said, "But you must provide the group with all the information
about the box in your hand and the virtual assistants first..."
Max pulled out a contract with a nk 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 signed, we will proceed ording to its terms."
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young realized that Max did not trust them at all.
The two carefully examined the contract and, once satisfied that it matched Max''s statements earlier,
they signed it.
Max also signed the contract, nced at it briefly, and ced the ck box on the table.
Lilly mentioned that the ck box should be positioned in front of them, and within its range of
approximately 1000 square feet, anyone who was near would see ghosts.
"The box 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 receive signals within approximately 1000 square
feet."
Mr. Young retrieved the box.
Max took Lilly''s hand and said, "Let''s go."
Just as they reached the door, Max suddenly paused. "Oh, by the way, I''m resigning today. I''ve already
submitted my resignation letter."
He left without looking back.
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young exchanged nces, watching Max leave, and felt like they lost someone
valuable.
But upon closer reflection, Max was not the only one with talent.
There were plenty of talented people, and with sufficient financial resources, finding talents everywhere
was not difficult.
"Open it up and take a look!" Mr. Martin impatiently urged. "Call Darwin immediately!"
Mr. Young nodded in agreement.
Mr. Martin opened the box and followed Max''s instructions to turn it on.
Once again, the office was enveloped in lights and shadows, and the two virtual assistants reappeared.
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The two tested it out and discovered that no matter what they said, the virtual assistants could talk to
them.
Moreover, the artificial intelligence chat was far from the robotic responses of a typical voice assistant.
The virtual assistants disyed emotions and thoughts, just like real people.
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young were filled with excitement. As titans in the technology field, they understood
the immense significance of this breakthrough.
It was not an exaggeration to say that the future of humanity would be different.
At that moment, Darwin rushed over and was utterly stunned when he saw the virtual assistants in the
office.
"Max... created three other virtual assistants?!"
Simultaneously, the harem spirit was equally stunned when she spotted Darwin. She could not help but
think to herself…
What in the world? There''s a ghost on this person''s head!
Fortunately, the cowardly ghost had taken precautions. They wore special talismans that made them
visible only to those within range of the ck box. Otherwise, their nature would be exposed.
They almost exposed themselves.
When the harem spirit and the others saw Darwin, the malignant spirit on his head grew wary.
Are they virtual assistants?
Is this a joke?
They''re ghosts!
No… They''re ghost generals!
The malignant spirit on Darwin''s head swelled with energy, ready to escape at any moment. However,
he soon realized that the harem spirit did not seem interested in him at all.
Reluctantly, the malignant spirit decided to stay put and observe the situation.
Darwin examined the ck box that Max left behind, growing more and more excited as he delved into
its contents.
"Yes, yes, this is it!"
The ck box had a disy panel, allowing him to ess the information inside, which included
details about the virtual individuals.
"It''s all here!" Darwin''s hands trembled slightly. "This is... this is it!"
He had previously seen these materials at Max''s house. However, Darwin was unaware that Max had
not shown him theplete picture. Max had intentionally hidden the most crucial information from
him.
Surprisingly, due to a fortunate misunderstanding, the crisis was averted, thanks to Darwin''s
enthusiasm. Max had not properly organized his thoughts at the time, and it would not be fair to
embarrass Darwin if he did not understand the core concept.
Mr. Martin and Mr. Young were ted by the turn of events. Mr. Martin eximed, "Darwin, you are
now in charge of the virtual assistant project! Immediately start building a smart house, just like the one
at Max''s house... All the services provided by the virtual assistants must be delivered through the
futuristic house."
Mr. Young chimed in, "Yes, start right away, and I''ll give you a year. Within that year, the futuristic house
you construct will serve as a model home, inviting the first batch of clients to visit! Then we can
proceed with market negotiations."
Filled with confidence, Darwin dered, "I don''t need a whole year. I''ve gone through these materials,
so just give me six months!"
He was certain that with half a year, he would create a world even more remarkable than what Max
achieved!