Chapter 275 Rushing on Route 66 (1/2)

Chapter 275: Rushing on Route 66

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Under the persuasion from Li Du, Hans expanded the area of their operations. With that, there would be more storage companies for them to choose from.

It was nearing the end of July. After the heavy rains, Flagstaff once again returned to its warm weather.

With a back full of sweat, Hans found a new storage company. The location was in Kingman, a small city northwest of Flagstaff.

After having been free for a few days, Li Du commanded them to set off after receiving the info. Thus, the Iron Knight once again returned to the highways.

Kingman was about 150 miles from Flagstaff. With the speed of the Iron Knight, they would reach there in two hours.

”It’s a small place, brother. The population is only about 30,000, mostly white people. There aren’t many other races besides quite a number of people from the middle-east who immigrated here.”

Along the trip, Hans explained to Li Du about the culture and history of Kingman.

”I know about this,” Li Du exclaimed. ”Allahu Akbar— if we respect their faith and culture, everything will be peaceful.”

Hans shrugged and said, ”Right, that’s how it is.”

Kingman was in the center of Arizona, where Mohave County was. It was once thought to be the most barren area in West America; the landscape was wild and open, with little architecture.

It was due to these reasons, that some immigrants chose to live in Kingman.

Though it did not seem like a well-off place, the population was low. There was less job competition, so for immigrants that were lacking social networks after coming to America, Kingman was a great choice.

Many immigrants were tenacious. With their strength and knowledge, even a desolate place like Kingman could become a place of potential after their efforts.

To get to Kingman from Flagstaff, they had to travel on Route 66. The highway was about 2,500 miles long, and was famous all over the country, nicknamed the ”Mother Road.”

Route 66 started in Chicago, and went through Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, Arizona, cutting to Los Angeles and stretching to Santa Monica. Across eight states and three time zones, it was incredible!

As for the nickname, not only did the highway connect the east and west regions of the country, it had once saved the economies of the villages along it.

In the 19th century, Route 66 had just been a bunch of different roads for horse carriages.

In 1926, the American government’s investment had connected the roads together after decades of labor.

During this period, it had become the ”Silk Road” of the Western World.

This engineering had created tens of thousands of jobs during a tough time in America, and construction on the road became a lifeline for the workers in nearby towns.

Many legends had spawned from this road. Hans told them to Li Du for the entire two-hour road trip, and time passed quickly. When Hans was about to stop talking, the city districts of Kingman had appeared.

Li Du looked out the window. The place felt like an ancient town to him.

Route 66 had penetrated the town and become an arterial road. Several rustic motels and gas stations were on both sides of the road, along with a multitude of antique buildings; Li Du guessed that they were possibly built in the 19th century.

He pointed them out to Hans, who replied with a laugh, ”You’re correct. They are leftovers from the 19th century, national treasures now.”

Amongst the old buildings, there was a museum, which was the Historic Route 66 Museum.