Many immediately gasped at the number Michael threw away. A million liters of oil?!
It must be mentioned that in these auctions, most of the fuel sold were only in the amounts of tens of thousands, or close to a hundred thousand.
But a million liters of oil?! That would be enough fuel to use for an entire year of consumption for one company!
Everyone wanted that prize.
"A million liters?!" asked a duke from the crowd.
Michael nodded. "Yes. A million liters of fuel will be given to the fourth to tenth place."
Immediately, many of the guests started out of their seats. That kind of prize was only given to the fourth and tenth place?! What kind of absurd thinking was that?!
"How could that be?!"
"A million liters for fourth to tenth place… I think it will be better if we purposefully lose the race to get that prize."
"The Goldstones offered territory. But… I think fuel is much more important, no?"
