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Chapter 947 Black Gold (First update, please subscribe)
In January, by the Persian Gulf, the sea breeze, with a light salty and humid smell, gently blew across the sea surface. The rippling blue waves seemed to be a reflection of the sky, or a huge piece of emerald embedded in the earth.

In this tranquil sea, a towering offshore drilling platform stands. A group of seabirds are circling in the air and occasionally flying over the offshore drilling platform. Perhaps they will look at the people on the drilling platform with curious eyes, wondering what they are doing.

"Okay, let's start."

Zhang Lun started the drilling rig. The "Persian Gulf No. 1" drilling platform started working again.

Although they didn't know whether there was oil underground, work began after arriving in the Persian Gulf and completing the installation of the platform.

"Go on," Chen Lei said.

"continue,"

Zhang Lun repeated.

As the machine started to operate, the drilling rig began to work, making its own unique roar. Although the offshore drilling platform seemed to be very solid, it even seemed to be shaking as the drilling rig worked.

In fact, this is just a feeling, just a feeling. After all, this drilling platform is the most advanced in the world. In the past ten years, Nanyang Petroleum Company has introduced the most advanced offshore drilling platform technology through cooperation with American oil companies, and developed its own offshore platform based on it. Now Nanyang's technology is no less than that of the United States.

The drilling rig was working there with a roar. Every time a section of drill rod was used up, they would install another one and then start it again. In this way, with their efforts, the drilling rig continued to drill deeper underground.

"We should be able to drill 300 meters today!"

Zhang Lun shouted loudly to his colleagues.

After several months of preparation, the offshore drilling platform finally started working today. As for whether it can discover oil...that all depends on luck.

“It can certainly go that deep!”

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the bottom of the sea along the drill pipe.

Everyone was stunned by the sudden noise; they heard a loud bang.

"What is this sound?"

Then there was nothing but the sound of the drilling rig running.

There was silence on the platform before anyone could figure out what was going on.

Then there came a sound they had never heard before. A low rumble from the center of the earth. After this rumble came other rumbles that gradually gathered into a continuous thunder.

"Smoke," Zhang Lun shouted.

"Put out the cigarette quickly."

People frantically stamped out their cigarettes, and even ran to turn off some unused lights. They all knew what was likely to happen next.

There cannot be any fireworks on this platform, otherwise they will most likely face death.

And then it came out.

oil.

Then a fountain gushed out of the platform, shooting thirty-four meters into the air.

Thick, black, wet, smelly, sulfur-containing petroleum gushed out like a fountain.

The people on the platform were all sprayed with it. Their hair, clothes, and eyes were all thick with oil.

It's all black oil.

In fact, they had no expectations today, but the oil just appeared without any warning when they drilled through 150 meters of seabed rock and gushed out through the pipeline in a thick stream.

Although a lot of the gushing oil flowed into the sea, they were all shouting excitedly and didn't care about the oil at all.

Just by looking at the height of the fountain, these skilled oil workers realized that they had discovered a large, high-yield oil field!
The technicians and drillers on the platform danced like madmen in the black fountain. They splashed the magical substance over each other. They rolled in the oil. They caught it in their hands and threw it into the sky.

The sunlight shines on the black oil, which glows silver and even has some golden luster. Under the sunlight, it even presents a magical color.

gold!

It was like a golden spring gushing out from the bottom of the sea.

That day was January 1, 23, a very ordinary day.

There are differences between oil wells.

Some oil wells blow your hair out, others just seep out of the ground. While everyone loves to see a gushing oil well, it actually misses the point. Oil is oil, and what matters is how many barrels and how much money.

When oil decides to gush out, it will gush out, and when it gush out, everyone knows that what is gush out is money.

When the people who tried to make it happen try to stop it - well, sometimes it's hard to tell which is harder.

For twenty-one days, the oil gushed out unstoppably.

At first, Zhang Lun and others just controlled the blowout as normal, installed guide pipes, and then introduced the oil into the oil tank. Soon, they had to face the reality that their efforts were in vain. The oil gushed out from the ground so fast that it filled the oil tank that could hold 5000 tons of oil in just a few days.

"Damn, this oil well is crazy!" After the oil tank was filled with self-gushing oil, Zhang Lun and others were all stunned. They were scared - after all, they had never seen such a self-gushing well.

"What should we do now?"

"What to do? Block it!"

"But the pressure is so great that if we can't stop it, the pipeline will burst and the oil well will be ruined!"

No one dares to take this risk, so now they can only try their best to control the blowout.

Just as they were trying their best to control the blowout, finally, an oil tanker arrived - a 2-ton tanker.

So Zhang Lun and his co-workers immediately connected the pipelines of the tanker and the platform. With this tanker, Jiu no longer had to worry about dumping oil into the sea.

At least there's no need to worry for now.

But what happened next stunned everyone - in just seventeen days, this 2-ton tanker was almost full.

At the same time, another 5-ton tanker arrived - it was even a temporarily hired tanker from Aramco. With the arrival of this big ship, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But in reality, they didn't have long to relax, because the oil wells were spewing out oil at a rate of more than 9000 barrels per day.

Now, there is no need to consider any other issues. For Nanyang Persian Gulf Oil Company, they now have only two choices: send larger and more tankers to the "Persian Gulf Platform No. 1". For a while, a special scene appeared near the Persian Gulf - tankers gathered towards the "Persian Gulf Platform No. 1". At the same time, they have to do their best to control the blowout.

At the same time, a seaplane flew over from Nanyang, and Hermann, the manager of Nanyang Petroleum Company, came here.

"General Manager, below is the 'Persian Gulf Platform No. 1'..."

Du Yuanzhi, general manager of Nanyang Persian Gulf Oil Company, said this with emphasis on purpose.

"The sea below is ours, our oil fields!"

“Our oil fields!”

Looking down at the bay, under the setting sun, the Persian Gulf turned completely golden, as if telling these people coming from afar that this is a sea area full of wealth.

The owner of this sea area is neither Saudi Arabia nor Kuwait, but these people who come from afar.

Looking at the offshore oil field belonging to the company, Hermann smiled.

He knew where they should go next. They would build more platforms here and extract more oil, which would eventually turn into money.

"At present, more than 9000 barrels of oil are gushing out every day. Because the pressure is too high, we can only let it gush out on its own and control the blowout after the pressure drops..."

The engineer at the side explained their specific plan. Thousands of tons of oil gushed out every day. They had never encountered such a large self-flowing well before.

But no matter what, they succeeded.

“Do you know what this smell is?”

Standing on the drilling platform, breathing the faint smell of sulfur in the air, Herman said with some pride.

"This is not only a big oil field, but also a big oil field that belongs to us!"

As he said this, Hermann's eyes turned to the coast not far away.

On the coast, some Bedouins wearing white robes and leading camels can be seen. They also seem to be attracted by the offshore drilling platform.

"Would they agree?"

This thought suddenly occurred to Hermann. The answer was very clear: those people would never agree with his point of view.

For those people, this offshore drilling platform may belong to the South Pacific Persian Gulf Oil Company, but in their opinion, the oil really belongs to them. They will definitely covet this oil field and will definitely try every means to snatch away the wealth that belongs to the company.

Herman muttered to himself as he looked at the people on the shoreline.

"Okay...now comes a new problem."

Question, what kind of question?

The problem is very simple - how to ensure that this giant oil field will always belong to Nanyang in the future, or in other words, the profits generated by this oil field will not be taken away by those guys on camels.

For Hermann, he would never allow anyone to get involved in this oil field. After all, it belongs to Nanyang.

At this moment, a staff member nearby said.

"General Manager, we received a congratulatory message from Riyadh, congratulating us on our discovery of a large oil field."

Ok!

What is coming will always come.

(End of this chapter)