Chapter 1419: Prizes told

It wasn’t long before the giant open ceiling above the party was cast in a large shadow. The very circuit that they had just watched fly off into the skies were now suddenly right on top of them!

They didn’t think it would come this fast, nor did they actually think that this was possible.

Many of the mortal guests here who hadn’t seen the true power of Nascent Spirit cultivators simply thought that the visual on the screen was simply a trick of the eye. An illusionary moving painting.

However, the giant structure right on top of them proved those notions wrong.

It wasn’t long before the circuit landed down right next to the open fields of the Rebornian territory, ready to be used raced on.

"Welcome to the very first racing circuit of Reborn!" Michael announced to his guests. "As you all have been informed, all those who wish to participate have been informed to bring their own automobiles to race against the others."

Suddenly, the Hepheasteus heir, Erich, got up from his seat and declared something to the rest of the guests.

"The Hephaestus Conglomerate wishes to sponsor this race. Whoever shall achieve first place will be given a gift by my Conglomerate family."

Immediately, the rest of the royalties and their corresponding company allies were now more than ever interested in winning this racing competition.

A gift from the Hepheasteus company was nothing to scoff at!

Then, it wasn’t long before the next Conglomerate got up from their seats and declared something as well. "The Goldstone Conglomerate wishes to sponsor it as well. We are willing to give away territory within the Royal Continent and those overseas to the winner of this tournament."

"The Vanderbilts will also be giving away a prize to the eventual winner of this tournament. As for the specifics, well, I will let my grandfather explain in the future," said one of the Vanderbilts at their table.

Suddenly, the stakes in this race rose up to the high heavens!

It wasn’t long before the other companies went along with the crowd.

"We will be willing to give away a substantial amount of our panacea to the winner," said a representative from Sinclair’s Elixir.

Then, Worcester Oscorpe raised his hand and stared at Michael. "I will also be putting down a present for the winner of this race."

It was basically a challenge to Michael.

Well, in truth, Worcester wasn’t the only one doing this. Every single Conglomerate who had offered their prizes for the winner was basically trying to upstage the Reborn company.

By putting up a substantial amount of treasures as a prize for the race, they were basically trying to reduce the influence and the symbol of Reborn in this race. They were trying to make this event their own thing!

And of course, it seemed that the Guild of Arcana wasn’t willing to back down on this as well.

"We will be offering our own prize as well," said Lucy. "Whoever shall win will be given a personal prize by the Mystic Masters. If you have a son or a daughter who wishes to become a wizard, then they will definitely be taken under our care."

Hearing this, a lot of the royalties perked up. This was a dream come true for them!

After all, they knew just how hard it was to get accepted to the Guild of Arcana. They didn’t accept students based on how much money they had, meaning that these royalties couldn’t pay their way through an education.

But it seemed that Lucy was now changing the very dynamic of students within the Guild of Arcana by doing this! He was giving these royalties a chance to put their nepo sons and daughters into the Guild without having the necessary qualifications to do so!

Immediately, a lot of people began to thank Lucy for such an opportunity. Then, they began to pester their own engineers about making their automobiles a lot faster than normal by any means necessary.

Michael then looked at everyone and noticed that basically, no one was paying attention to him anymore.

The Conglomerates had basically stolen his spotlight, and now, they were once again the center of attention. It was only a small gesture from them, and yet, they had already overtaken Michael in his efforts.

"Thank you for your generosity, Conglomerates. It will do well to bolster our prizes for the race.

As for our participants, do not worry. Even if you do not place first, you will still be given a prize by the Reborn company. One of them would be... oil."

Immediately, everyone’s attention turned back towards him again. Their eyes flared with desire once he said that magical word.

Oil.

It was the very lifeblood of automobiles. And now that automobiles had become such a crucial part of society, oil had now become a precious commodity as well.

Of course, the territories from the Lower Queens region and the territories near the Reborn company didn’t have any worries about fuel and oil. Reborn had created a lot of gas stations along the highways and roads they had created.

However, for these Upper Echelons, for this Elite Society, they had yet to have a reliable source of oil.

Many of the Conglomerate engineers had already found a way to create their own fuel. They merely reverse-engineered what Michael created.

However, they didn’t have anywhere to get crude oil from. It was very sparse here in the Upper Queens region of the Royal Continent. ℯℯ𝑙.

So, the only fuel that they would get was from the exported fuel from the Reborn company.

However, since the Conglomerates were so adamant in erasing Reborn’s name in all of their products that were exported here in the Elite Society, that meant that their fuel was very low. They had to buy it from special biddings and auctions.

So, when Michael mentioned a prize of fuel, many were immediately interested in what he was about to say.

"How much fuel?"

"1 million liters."