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.
After a moment of silence, Max maintained his composure and said, "That's what I call a design flaw. 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 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 to combine all three conditions..."
Max snapped the black 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't compromise on any of my three conditions. In the worst-case scenario, I'll just continue to stay in the lab. 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 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 signed, we will proceed according 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, glanced at it briefly, and placed the black box on the table.
Lilly mentioned that the black 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.
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