The raw lapis lazuli and gemstone rough were piled up inside the base; seeing so much of it, one eventually became desensitized.
The respect the tribal elders had for Sean Knight was evident. Despite being only in his twenties, Sean held his ground when facing tribesmen in their fifties or sixties, exuding an authority that made them admire him greatly.
Now, they had struck an oil field comparable to the best in the world!
What didn't this man possess?
That night, after dinner, Sean went to look for Elijah Hastings.
"If you guys are free, let's leave tonight. We must head to the Middle East as soon as possible," Sean said. "I just found out that the value of that oil field is extremely high."
"How high?" asked Douglas Cooper, who had been bored, suddenly interested. "Is there a small goal at least?"
"Definitely more than just one," Sean replied after a quick calculation. "It's worth dozens of small targets, maybe even more!"
