Around two centuries ago, a group of extremely intuitive aerospace engineers were marooned in the desert after their bus broke down en route to some tech expo in Vegas.

For a while, things were looking pretty grim. But eventually, out of sheer desperation, one of them elected to scrap the entire bus for parts (the bus driver had been eaten by this point; he couldn’t object). The surviving members of Wilson-Bram HardTech were able to pool their collective ingenuity to repurpose the bus parts into a sort of shelter, the shelter ending up so successful that when a rescue party finally arrived the engineers were no longer in any hurry to leave, instead requesting company funding and resources so they could use said funding and resources to continue expanding the makeshift shelter which by this point they were all incredibly prideful and attached to. When this request was relayed to the Wilson-Braham Aerotech HQ in Burbank, California, the higher-ups were so impressed by the work of the formerly-stranded engineers that they actually approved the request, prompting a project which would span decades, eventually leading to the construction of a three-quintillion dollar desert city (pictured) which has even just recently been recognized as a sovereign nation, a monarchy, the sovereignty being unconventionally pledged to the deceased bus driver, whose skeleton sits on a titanium throne in the highest sector of the city, which has yet to be given an official name and is referred to colloquially by its ~93,324,239 current inhabitants (a number which makes it the largest city in the world, with literally three times the amount of people as runner up Chongqing, China) as ‘Passenger Bus.’

If you can’t tell, Passenger Bus is not very structurally sound at all, requiring constant upkeep which has only been possible through an abolition of certain labor laws which made it legal for government-employed engineers and architects to be given zero breaks.