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Chapter 0218
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"Battle damage ratio," Ye Fan said.
"What do you mean..." Su Qingxue was puzzled.
Ye Fan continued: "It is the comparison between the owners of the organization and the defeated opponents of the organization to produce a ratio.
For example, if one person kills ten people, the battle damage ratio is 1 to 10, and if one kills one hundred, it is 1 to 100.
Generally speaking, in the underground world, the lowest base of combat effectiveness is also the level of a special soldier.
According to the battle loss ratio, the requirement for level c is 1 to 10, level b is 1 to 100, level a needs to reach 1 to 1000, and for s, it needs 1 to 10,000. It can only be more than one point. "
Su Qingxue's body trembled in the bed, her eyes flowed, and she said, "You mean... to an organization of s-level, on average, each member needs to kill 10,000 special forces-level people?"
"It may not necessarily kill 10,000 people. If you kill some masters, it can be counted as dozens of people, or even hundreds of people.
So the reason why the S-level requirements are so high is mainly because people at this level often kill some masters.
Naturally, it is very easy to get a few hundred heads after a battle." Ye Fan smiled bitterly, "Do you think it's too crazy?"
Su Qingxue was quiet for a while, it was really hard for her to imagine what it was to kill thousands of people.
But the woman was wondering how all this was based, so she asked: "Who has the final say on this level of evaluation?"
Ye Fan shrugged, "Several major countries in the world and some of the top organizations have jointly established a neutral evaluation organization called'seth', which is also the'Set Association'.
Set is the god of chaos and war in ancient Egypt, which is in line with the main characteristics of the underground world, chaos and war.
The main responsibility of the Dorset Association is to evaluate the large and small battles in the underground world, and to judge the confrontation between major organizations.
Generally speaking, the ratings of the Dorset Association are more accurate, and the more advanced organizations are, the more accurate they are. Some c-level and b-levels are suspected of refilling their numbers. "
After Ye Fan finished speaking, afraid that the woman would not understand, he asked, "Is there anything unclear?"
Su Qingxue was silent for a while, and said quietly: "Why are you... so familiar..."
Ye Fan grinned, "After all, I know how to do it."
"Yeah..." Su Qingxue didn't ask much, and the man's answer made it clear that he didn't want to say more about his own experience.
Maybe... I should also try to understand the face of the underground world, Su Qingxue muttered to herself.
The next day, Ye Fan accompanied Su Qingxue to leave the hospital.
When returning home, Aunt Jiang had already prepared all the ashes, and the three set out together to Ancheng where their hometown is, just a half-day drive from Huahai.
It was in this small town that Su Youwei and Bi Shuqin started their business back then, and then moved to Huahai to form the Jinxiu Group.
But for Su Youwei and his wife, this quiet and beautiful small city is the home they really like.
In the afternoon, Ye Fan and Su Qingxue went to a cemetery bought by Su's family with the urn.
The sky is drizzling, and the whole world is gray, which makes people feel quite depressed.
Ye Fan held a big black umbrella and walked with Su Qingxue, while Aunt Jiang behind him held an umbrella and followed silently.
When I was about to reach the hillside where the cemetery was located, there was a figure standing silently beside the tombstone in front.
It was a middle-aged man in his forties, with slightly curly hair, slightly narrow cheeks, a moustache, a gray striped mantle, and gray trousers. He was dressed very traditionally.
If you take a closer look, you will find that although this man is not holding an umbrella, all the rain cannot get close to him, making all his clothes dry.
Ye Fan had long noticed that there was such a person, so he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and watched the change.
But when Aunt Jiang saw this person, her face was a bit cramped and a little worried.
"Who?" Su Qingxue was a little curious, came to the tombstone and asked.
The man had been staring at the tombstone, only then slowly turned around, and after looking at Su Qingxue, he nodded slightly.
When he saw the two urns in Su Qingxue's arms, his eyes were a little strange.
"It seems...you are the only one left," the man said.
Su Qingxue raised her vigilance, "What do you mean, who are you?"
A weird smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, "My name is Su Wei, but... you may not have heard of me."
"Su Wei?" Su Qingxue was stunned and looked back at Aunt Jiang.
Aunt Jiang frowned, but she also shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.
"Who are you?" Su Qingxue suspiciously: "Why are you my relatives in front of my family's ancestral grave?"
"Ancestral grave?" Su Wei laughed: "Do you think... this is your family's ancestral grave?"
"Isn't it?" Su Qingxue asked.
Su Wei lowered his head and smiled, "It doesn't matter, you just say yes. You don't have to ask too clearly who I am. Knowing it will only be bad for you.
Today I came to see you, just want to come to ask you, get back something..."
"What?" Su Qingxue heard the clouds and mist, and she always felt that Aunt Jiang behind him was also hiding something from her.
Su Wei said: "One pulls the finger, and it says,'Seeing everything'".
When Su Qingxue heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Ye Fan next to her, and then said: "That is the heirloom of our Su family, how did you know it, and why should you give it to you?"
"That's not your heirloom, and it doesn't belong to you either. With your ability, you can't hold it at all," Su Wei said.
"Sorry, in my opinion, you are purely a robber, and I can't give you the heirloom," Su Qingxue said coldly.
Su Wei squinted his eyes, glanced at Aunt Jiang behind, and grinned: "You are Jiang Yuan... Do you think it is really good for her to do this?"
Su Qingxue turned her head abruptly. As she expected, Aunt Jiang knew the origin of Su Wei.
Aunt Jiang looked wary, "I'm just a servant, these things are not my control."
"Really? You think you are a slave, but Su Qingxue, I am afraid that you are her relatives." A wicked smile appeared at the corner of Su Wei's mouth, and then suddenly he stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards Aunt Jiang's neck. !
Aunt Jiang reacted instantly. She lost her umbrella and withdrew under her feet. Her body was sliding backwards, and she flew back more than ten meters.
"Aunt Jiang!!"
Su Qingxue exclaimed. She didn't expect that this Su Wei would shoot without warning!
Under the rain curtain, Su Wei's body is extremely light, as if walking with the wind, unrestrained and unrestrained.
Although Su Qingxue was surprised by the light work that Aunt Jiang suddenly displayed, she seemed rather restrained in front of Su Wei.
Two figures flew across the bushes and shrubs, and the slopes halfway up the mountain seemed to be flat.
One of Su Wei's hand passed through the rain curtain, and all the rain could not get close to his body, constantly approaching Aunt Jiang's throat!
"Jiang Yuan, your skill is too wasteful to be a subordinate," Su Wei teased while chasing after him.
Seeing that she could not escape, Aunt Jiang planned to go head-on, desperately fighting Su Wei, and at the same time, she turned her head and shouted at Su Qingxue: "Miss! Let Ye Fan take you away!" For mobile phone users, please browse m to read, more high-quality Reading experience.