How could Ryan Lincoln possibly say things like ‘I don’t want to take the exam anymore’ or ‘I can’t pass’ with a clear conscience?

Not long after, the floating motorcycle they were riding arrived at a villa district.

This was exactly the neighborhood where the siblings lived, one of the most upscale civil servant communities in the entire Ninth Base.

Before their mother passed away, she had been assigned to live here by the government. According to federal regulations, the two of them could stay here until they reached adulthood.

As soon as their vehicle entered the neighborhood gate, the siblings noticed that in front of a three-story villa ahead, there were five police cars and two ambulances parked conspicuously. The flashing police lights emitted a blinding blue and red glow, and a large crowd had gathered outside the cordon, peering into the house.

“Isn’t that Colonel Bennett’s house? What happened to their family?” Sean Lincoln asked in surprise, steering the motorcycle to the edge of the cordon and looking inside.

In modern neighborhoods, relationships between neighbors are very distant.

Although the siblings lived here, they didn’t even know who lived across from them.

The only reason Sean Lincoln knew this family’s surname was because the head of the The Bennett Family household was not only the chairman of their neighborhood residents’ committee, but also responsible for managing the community’s security.

In earlier years, this Colonel Bennett had even had some dealings with their family.

At this moment, a group of people nearby were discussing,

“It’s really tragic, the whole family of five was killed, only a daughter who works at the Second Research Base escaped.”

“What exactly happened? Who did Colonel Bennett offend?”

“Who knows? But before retiring, Colonel Bennett was a colonel-level armored warrior. It’s said he even had a chance to become a major general. For the killer to take him out in such a short time without alerting anyone nearby, their combat ability must be extraordinary.”

Hearing this, Ryan Lincoln stared at the villa entrance in disbelief.

Colonel Bennett is dead? But isn’t he standing right there?

Right at the villa entrance stood a middle-aged man of about forty, dressed in a colonel’s uniform, tall and imposing, with sharp features and an air of authority.

—Who else could that be but Colonel Bennett?

Ryan Lincoln immediately noticed that the police and medical staff all acted as if they couldn’t see Colonel Bennett, even walking straight through his body.

A chill ran through him, goosebumps rising all over.

Could it be a ghost?

Ryan Lincoln didn’t dare look any longer and quickly averted his gaze, also covering Sean Lincoln’s eyes in front of him: “They’re carrying out the bodies. This isn’t something you should see, let’s go!”

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of text appeared before his eyes—Colonel-level battle spirit detected, capture?

Ryan Lincoln’s eyes widened abruptly. What was going on?

This wasn’t a 3D projection from his smart terminal bracelet, but something generated directly in his mind.

What could possibly generate text information directly in his mind?

Ryan Lincoln immediately focused his attention on the skull ring he wore on his hand.

He had bought this ring at a handicraft stall before his death in the 21st century, spending only ten yuan.

After dying of leukemia and awakening in this futuristic era, he found the ring was actually on the original owner’s hand.

Strangely, no matter what method Ryan Lincoln tried, he couldn’t take the skull ring off, and no one else could see it.

Ryan Lincoln had always suspected this thing held a great secret, and might even be his golden finger.

Unfortunately, in the ten days since he transmigrated, the ring had shown no signs of activity—other than being impossible to remove, it had no supernatural qualities.

At this moment, two lines of information appeared in Ryan Lincoln’s mind again—Colonel-level battle spirit detected, capture?

Hint: The sooner you capture the battle spirit, the more complete it will be.

Ryan Lincoln raised his eyebrows and, without hesitation, thought in his mind: “Capture!”

With his thought, the skull ring suddenly emitted a layer of black phosphorescence, and a small vortex formed in its hollow mouth.

Very quickly, that distant Colonel Bennett was irresistibly drawn over, transforming into a stream of blood-red light and sucked into the skull ring.

At that very instant, a list appeared in Ryan Lincoln’s mind.

Just as Ryan Lincoln was about to focus and examine it, Sean Lincoln slapped his hand away: “What’s there to be afraid of?”

She started the motorcycle again and drove into the alley ahead.

Sean Lincoln’s voice carried a hint of sadness, as if indignant over the tragedy that befell the The Bennett Family: “Bro, I just saw Second Brother Bennett’s body. He was covered in blood, and the bones in his upper body were probably all shattered, like a pile of mush. This killer wasn’t just brutal, but also really strong! I wonder if the killer is still in our neighborhood? I really hope the police can step up this time and catch the murderer quickly.”

Hearing this, Ryan Lincoln glanced at his sister in surprise.

This girl was clearly only sixteen, yet after witnessing such a bloody scene, she seemed completely unfazed.

He nodded slightly and said in a tone that brooked no argument, “It’s definitely dangerous. You’re not allowed to work night shifts these next few days. You must be home before six.”

The floating motorcycle slowly stopped in front of their three-story townhouse.

Before the vehicle even entered the garage, Ryan Lincoln jumped off directly: “I have something to do, I’m going back to my room first.”