"Still, thanks. I know how much you hate the Federation, so doing this might have been hard for you."
Not just that, there was also the fact that with the beef the Federation had with Max, there was a high chance that he won't even gain any credit.
But he still chose to work for them.
Well, not work for them, he was just helping a friend of his and nothing more. The federation had nothing to do with this. This was by his own will and he expected nothing in return.
"Not that hard, I might hate the current state of this corrupt system. But it doesn't mean the people under this system have to suffer."
With those last words, Maximillion left.
There was nothing more left for him to do or say.
He had become the first individual to pioneer the defensive tech towards the nanite plague. But as great this creation was, no one would ever remember this man's name due to the life he lived.
Nor would WIlkis try to promote his name.