Wang Zhifan was still pondering over whether the young man in a white coat sitting at the back of the bus was someone from the Thirteenth Hospital when he saw a young man in a school uniform nearby get up and walk over to try to strike up a conversation with the person, clearly having guessed his identity as well.
"The vehicle is starting, please hold on tight and sit well. The next stop is: Beheading Pass."
Immediately, a pleasant female voice announced over the bus. The entirely black Route 444 bus automatically closed the middle door and began moving forward.
Just as Wang Zhifan observed yesterday, the driver's seat of this bus was always empty, with no sight of any driver, and its steering wheel and such remained completely still. Yet the bus seemed like a high-tech creation, capable of driving itself on the road, picking up and dropping off passengers, all while providing a completely free service.
