Besides Lin Li, Nan Muran couldn’t accurately determine the abilities of the other two special-type ability users.

Fortunately, she could at least assess their levels. Among the three, Lin Li was the strongest, at early Stage 3.

The other two were both at mid Stage 2.

Facing unknown dangers in the future, she had to nip the threat in the bud.

Thus, once she made her move today, she had to ensure that she could instantly kill all three special-type ability users.

This required Nan Muran to precisely control the allocation of her spiritual power.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Nan Muran closed her eyes. Her spiritual energy gathered, constantly adjusting to split her strength according to the opponents’ levels, and then pushed it straight toward Villa No. 5, two houses away.

She chose the most direct and violent method:

Using her powerful spiritual pressure to make the three special-type ability users inside Villa No. 5 explode their heads.

Meanwhile, after arranging everything, Chen Shuhan prepared to leave the villa with Lin Li and several offensive ability users, heading to the base hotel.

“Young Master Chen, danger…”
The special-type ability girl looked around in panic, shouting anxiously.

Suddenly, Lin Li, the girl, and the young man inside the villa felt a splitting headache.

They instinctively gathered their abilities to resist the overwhelming pressure—but it was useless.

“Lin Yan, quickly save them!” Chen Shuhan immediately called out to a woman in their team who had healing abilities.

The woman snapped back to her senses and hurried forward to help.

But before she could even get close—

With a sudden burst of blood mist, Lin Li, the girl, and the young man’s heads exploded. Three headless bodies collapsed to the ground, fresh blood gushing from bowl-sized wounds.

Their heads had been completely pulverized, and blood and flesh splattered across the living room.

Lin Li’s blood even sprayed directly onto the woman’s face.

The woman froze, not moving a muscle, so shocked by the horrific scene that she could hardly breathe. Then, she suddenly wailed heart-wrenchingly at Lin Li’s headless corpse.

Even Chen Shuhan, normally calm and composed, was deeply shaken by the scene. It took him a long while to recover.

Forcing himself to calm down, he ordered,
“Old Qin, take some men and check for any abnormalities nearby.
Xiaofeng, go to Room 909 in the base hotel’s luxury suites and bring Dr. Jin Tailin over.”

The situation was too bizarre and terrifying, far beyond what he could handle. Chen Shuhan was smart enough not to act recklessly.

Hearing this, Nan Muran felt her blood freeze—unable to react at all.

Room 909, base hotel luxury suite.
She memorized this location carefully.

Soon, all the ability users from Villa No. 5 left the courtyard, beginning their search along the roads on both sides of the villa district.

Naturally, they spotted a blue Ferrari parked in the backyard of the Zhou residence.
But none of them thought anything strange of the stalled car—after all, the Zhou family’s heir was notoriously flashy.

A white G-Wagon, a blue Ferrari, a red Panamera—he drove them all around Lan City Safety Base, so everyone was used to it.

Seeing Nan Muran had no intention of leaving, Zhou Ling and Jiawu stayed in the car as well, waiting quietly.

About half an hour later, Dr. Jin Tailin arrived at Villa No. 5 with Xiaofeng.

He was dressed in a Zhongshan suit, looking refined and cultured—completely different from the crazed, stubborn figure he’d been in the underground lab.

The three headless corpses were soon laid out before him.

“Were they killed one after another, or at the same time?”
Looking at the once-familiar, now rarely seen kind of fatal wound, a trace of obsession flickered in Dr. Jin’s eyes.

“At the same time,” Chen Shuhan answered with certainty.

“What level were they?” Jin Tailin continued.

“Lin Li was an early Stage 3 tracking ability user, the girl was a mid Stage 2 precognition ability user, and the young man had X-ray vision, also mid Stage 2,” Chen Shuhan explained.
Among the forty ability users, these three were the most unique—yet they were the ones who died.

Chen Shuhan couldn’t help but suspect that the attacker had acted with specific targets in mind.

Jin Tailin’s eyes burned even brighter with fanaticism:
“Instantly killing one early Stage 3 and two mid Stage 2s…
The attacker is a spiritual-type ability user, and they’re already at Stage 5.”

“Stage 5…”
Chen Shuhan felt as if his understanding of the world had been shattered again.
He had never even imagined encountering a Stage 5 spiritual-type ability user.

“And it’s obvious that she’s very familiar with her ability—this level of control isn’t something you gain overnight.

You all must be careful. A Stage 5 spiritual ability user can kill far beyond their level,” Jin Tailin said, his eyes dark and unpredictable as he stared at the corpses.

He could almost identify the attacker.

After all, back at the Western District Military Base, she had acted too—though not as brutally as today.

“Lan City Safety Base has always been peaceful.
How could a Stage 5 spiritual ability user suddenly appear here?
Could it be the girl and her squad that Ouyang Yun mentioned?” Chen Shuhan immediately thought of the monstrously strong existence Ouyang Yun had described.

Jin Tailin smiled strangely at Chen Shuhan:
“She’ll come to me on her own.
If you want to see her, we can return to the hotel together.”

Chen Shuhan’s gaze grew darker:
“What do you mean?”

“The ties between us…how could ordinary people like you possibly understand?”
Jin Tailin’s voice suddenly turned eerie, sending chills down everyone’s spines.

Chen Shuhan frowned deeply, staring at the obviously insane Jin Tailin.
Was this guy mentally unstable?

Forget it—maybe genius and madness really were two sides of the same coin.

Meanwhile, sitting in the car, Nan Muran listened clearly to every word Jin Tailin said, her aura growing colder.

Judging from Jin Tailin’s words, he seemed to know of her existence.
He might even know she had been reborn.

Why?
Did fate seriously let this maniac reincarnate too?
Damn it—why?

Nan Muran, who almost never swore, couldn’t hold back anymore.

Still, it didn’t matter.
Even if he had been reborn, she could kill him again.
She wanted to see just how powerful he thought he was.

“Ranran, let’s go back to the hotel,” Jiawu reminded Nan Muran softly, seeing she was lost in thought.

Earlier, even when they left, Si Ye and the others had been uneasy.
Now, after so long, they were probably already worried sick at the hotel.

Nan Muran couldn’t just rush out now and kill Jin Tailin in front of over thirty offensive ability users.

She could only nod in agreement:
“Okay, let’s go back to the hotel.”

When they safely returned, everyone inside finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when they heard that a top-tier doctor of medicine and genetics was living in Room 909—
and that he was a researcher of human mutant genes—

no one could stay calm anymore.

“Are these people experimenting on live humans?”
Han Yingting asked, his hands trembling slightly in anger.

He was simply too furious.