"Battle damage ratio," Ye Fan said.
"What do you mean..." Su Qingxue didn't understand.
Ye Fan continued, "It is to compare everyone in the organization with the defeated opponents of the organization to produce a ratio.
For example, if one person killed ten people, then the battle damage ratio would be 1: 10. If one killed a hundred, then it would be 1: 100.
Generally speaking, in the Underground World, the base level of combat strength was at least at the level of a special forces soldier.
According to the battle casualty ratio, the requirement for a C-rank is 1: 10, for a B-rank, 1: 100, and for an A-rank, 1: 1000. As for an S-rank, 1: 10000, no more, no less. "
Su Qingxue's delicate body trembled in her blanket. Her gaze moved as she said, "What you mean is … To reach an S-class organization, on average, each member would need to kill 10000 special forces soldiers before they could do so?"
"I might not necessarily kill ten thousand people. If I kill some experts, then I can count it as dozens of people, or even hundreds of people."
Therefore, the reason why the requirements for [S] class were so high was mainly because people at this level often killed experts.
"Naturally, it's very easy to add a few hundred heads after a battle." Ye Fan smiled bitterly, "Do you think this is too crazy?"
Su Qingxue was silent for a while. It was really hard for her to imagine what it was like to kill thousands of people.
However, the woman was also very puzzled. How did all of this come about? She asked, "Who has the final say on this level?" leaf
Fan Xian shrugged his shoulders, "Several major countries in the world and a few top organizations have jointly established a neutral evaluation organization called 'SETH', which is also known as the 'Seth Association'.
Seth was the ancient Egyptian god of chaos and war. This was in line with the main characteristics of the underground world, chaos and war.
The main responsibility of the Syte Association was to evaluate battles of all sizes in the underground world and judge the battles between the various organizations.
Generally speaking, the ratings of the Syte Association are relatively accurate, and the higher the level of the organization, the more accurate it is. Some of the C and B Level are suspected of being fake. "
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he was afraid that the woman wouldn't understand, so he asked, "Is there anything you don't understand?"
Su Qingxue was silent for a moment, then faintly said, "Why are you …" So familiar … "leaf
Fan Xian grinned, "After all, I've been here before, so I more or less know the rules."
"Hmm …" Su Qingxue didn't ask any further. The man's answer clearly showed that he didn't want to talk about his own experiences.
Perhaps... She should also try to understand the appearance of the underground world. Su Qingxue muttered in her heart.
The next day, Ye Fan accompanied Su Qingxue out of the hospital.
When they returned home, Aunt Jiang had already prepared the ashes. The three of them set off for their hometown, An City, which was only half a day's drive from Hua Hai.
Back then, Su Youwei and Bi Shuqin started their business in this small city. Later on, they moved to Hua Hai and established the Embroidery Group.
But for Su Youwei and his wife, this quiet and beautiful little city was the home they truly loved.
In the afternoon, Ye Fan and Su Qingxue brought the urn to a cemetery bought by the Su Family.
A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and the whole world was overcast, making people feel quite depressed.
Ye Fan held a large black umbrella and walked together with Su Qingxue. Aunt Jiang, who was behind him, held an umbrella and silently followed.
Ye Fan held a large black umbrella and walked with Su Qingxue. Aunt Jiang, who was behind him, held an umbrella and silently followed.
It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He had slightly curly hair, a slightly narrow face, and a small mustache. He wore a gray striped mandarin jacket and gray and white trousers. He was dressed very conventionally.
He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. He had a head full of slightly curly hair, narrow cheeks, and a moustache. He wore a gray striped mandarin jacket and gray pants.
If one took a closer look, they would discover that although this man didn't have an umbrella, the rain couldn't get close to his body, keeping his clothes dry.
On the other hand, when Aunt Jiang saw this person, her face became a bit uneasy and worried.
"Who is it?" Su Qingxue was a bit curious. She came to the tombstone and asked.
The man had been staring at the tombstone the entire time, and only now did he slowly turn around. After sizing up Su Qingxue, he slightly nodded.
When he saw the two urns in Su Qingxue's arms, his gaze became somewhat strange.
"It seems like..." You're the only one left, "the man said.
Su Qingxue raised her guard, "What do you mean, who are you?"
The man's mouth curled into a strange smile, "My name is Su Wei, but …" You might not have heard of me. "
"Su Wei?" Su Qingxue was stunned and turned to look at Aunt Jiang.
Aunt Jiang frowned, but also shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.
"Who the hell are you?" Su Qingxue asked suspiciously, "Why are you in front of my ancestral grave? Are you my relative?"
"Ancestral grave?" Su Wei chuckled and said, "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, if you say so. You don't need to ask too clearly who I am. It will only be bad for you if you know.
"Today, I came to find you because I wanted to ask you to take back something …"
"What is it?" Su Qingxue was confused. She felt that Aunt Jiang, who was behind her, was also hiding something from her.
Su Wei said, "A thumb ring. On it is written, 'Nothing can be seen'."
Hearing that, Su Qingxue subconsciously looked at Ye Fan beside her and said, "That is our Su family's heirloom, how did you know about it? Why should I give it to you?"
"That is not your family heirloom, and it does not belong to you. With your ability, you will not be able to protect it," Su Wei said.
"I'm sorry, in my opinion, you are purely a bandit. I will not give you my family heirloom," Su Qingxue said coldly.
Su Wei narrowed his eyes, his gaze swept towards Aunt Jiang who was behind him and said with a grin, "You must be Jiang Yuan … Do you think that it is really good for her to do this?"
Su Qingxue suddenly turned her head. As she expected, Aunt Jiang knew about Su Wei's background.
Aunt Jiang had a guarded look on her face, "I am just a servant, these matters are not under my control."
"Is that so? You think that you are a servant, but Su Qingxue probably thinks that you are her relative. "Su Wei's lips curled into an evil smile, then he suddenly reached out and grabbed Aunt Jiang's neck!
Aunt Jiang instantly reacted. She threw away her umbrella and retreated. Her body slid backwards and she flew back more than ten meters in an instant.
"Aunt Jiang!!"
Su Qingxue exclaimed. She didn't expect that Su Wei would make a move without any warning!
In the rain, Su Wei's body was extremely light, as if he was walking with the wind, carefree and unrestrained.
Although Su Qingxue was very surprised by Aunt Jiang's Qing Gong, in front of Su Wei, she seemed to be quite restrained.
Two figures flew through the bushes and shrubs. The slope at the waist of the mountain seemed as if they were walking on flat ground.
One of Su Wei's hands passed through the curtain of rain. All the rainwater was unable to get close to his body as it continuously approached Aunt Jiang's throat!
"Jiang Yuan, with your skills, it would be a waste to be a servant," Su Wei teased as he chased after her.
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