Just then, the bus stopped.
A couple boarded the bus. This kind of bus would stop as soon as it stopped.
The ticket seller beside Chen Zhao stood up and sold the tickets to the couple.
After buying the tickets, the couple sat in the last row.
However, even Chen Zhao and the ticket seller, who were sitting in the front row, could still hear their flirting and laughter.
After an hour, another woman boarded the bus.
"Hey, Chinese, what's your impression of America?" the driver asked.
Even the driver would get bored in the long night, so he took the initiative to talk to Chen Zhao.
It wasn't convenient for him to turn his head, but it didn't affect their conversation.
"It's a strange country."
"Why do you say it's strange?"
"Theoretically, America is the most developed and powerful country, but it's full of chaos."
"Chaos? You mean America is chaotic? "
"I come from a rather poor village in China," Chen Zhao said. "Then I went to study and work in the big cities. No matter if it's a developed or underdeveloped place, life is very peaceful. In the past 25 years, I've never seen a shooting. But in America, I've seen at least five shootings in the past year. The first was on my third day here."
"Fine," the driver said in a mocking tone. "I apologize on behalf of my country for letting you see the bad side of America."
"America is a strange country. It's such a developed country, but it's filled with so much violence."
"So, I think we should find a Chinese to be the president," the driver said.
Most Americans don't have a good impression of politicians. Most of the time, they talk about politics with a sense of entertainment.
Chen Zhao, the driver, and the ticket seller chatted happily.
Chen Zhao also told them some good and bad things about China.
Just then, the bus stopped again, and four big guys got on.
Two of them carried a large backpack.
By now, they were already halfway through the journey.
Chen Zhao was curious as to why these men would appear in such a desolate place.
After the four of them got into the car, they sat in the back row silently.
"Oh, do you know the legend of this road?"
"The legend of this road?"
"This is Route 666." The driver said, "The construction of this road started in 1966 and was completed in 1972. It lasted for six years. On the first day of the road's opening, there was a major accident. The death toll was 13 people. Adding the number of people who died during the construction of the road, it was exactly 66 people," the driver said.
In western countries, 6 and 13 are very unlucky numbers.
6 represented the devil, and 13 represented Satan.
In Hollywood films, 6 and 13 were often used as symbols of the devil and evil in various horror movies.
"After that, there were often cases of cars disappearing on this road."
"That's why this road is also known as the road to hell," the driver said in a horrifying tone.
However, Chen Zhao could tell that the driver was purposely creating this atmosphere for entertainment.
"Let me tell you my friend's story." "My friend is an explorer. He once explored an ancient relic with his team."
"Wait, shouldn't he be an archaeologist? Why are you called explorers? "
"I don't know," Chen Zhao said. "That's not the point."
Twenty minutes later, the driver said, "You said that if the queen of the Crypt Demons dies, a male will be chosen and turned into a female?"
"Yes."
Just then, a woman's voice sounded from behind Chen Zhao.
"This is the honeycomb model. In fact, most of the queen and the worker bees are the same species. When the worker bees are still larvae, they will select at least one larva to live in the Queen Bee Station. Then, the larva will evolve into a queen bee in the Queen Bee Station. Most of the time, there will only be one queen bee in a colony. Except when the old and the new are replaced, there may be two queens. However, if the queen bee is accidentally lost, then the colony will let another mature queen bee mutate in a very short time."
Chen Zhao turned his head and saw a woman with messy hair and thick glasses.
Feeling Chen Zhao's gaze, the woman grinned, revealing her braces.
Chen Zhao had a slight preference for appearances. This woman looked like a nerd.
She almost didn't care about her appearance and was dressed rather old-fashioned. She wore an old green jacket and a colorful T-shirt.
"Hi, I'm Wilian."
"I'm Chen Zhao." Chen Zhao shook hands with Wilian.
Wilian pushed up his glasses. "From your description, you don't seem to be telling a story. Your description of the Crypt Demons is very complete. Language, habits, appearance … it's like you're talking about a real race that's close to humans."
"Then don't treat it as a story," Chen Zhao said, smiling. "Are you a biology major?"
"Yes, I'm a biology instructor at the University of California, San Diego. I mainly study reptile and primate genetics."
"Looks like we're colleagues," Chen Zhao said, smiling.
The University of California, San Diego is not the same school as the University of San Diego. People who don't know might confuse the two.
UCSD was a university in the California University Alliance. Both were members of the alliance, so it made sense that Chen Zhao said they were colleagues.
UCSD was a Catholic university and belonged to the Catholic Church.
In the world rankings of famous universities, the University of California, San Diego ranked far above the University of San Diego.
From this, one could see how powerful the California University Alliance was. The academics and most resources of the ten schools were shared.
"You are?"
"I'm a tutor at UCSD's medical department."
"Hi." Wilian quickly reached out to shake Chen Zhao's hand.
She was a very shy girl, even though she was probably 26 or 27 years old.
But what greeted him was a sense of immaturity.
Chen Zhao wondered if Wilian was a virgin.
Of course, he probably had to add the word "old" in front.
"Hey, buddy, how long until we get to LA?" a voice came from the back.
It was one of the four people who'd gotten in last.
"About two hours," the driver replied. "The fog seems to be getting thicker. That's weird. There's still some distance from the coastline. Why is it so foggy?"
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