Chapter 218 (1/2)

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”war damage ratio”, Ye Fan Dao.

”What do you mean...” Su Qingxue is puzzled.

Ye Fan continued: ”it is the owner of the organization, compared with the defeated opponent of the organization, to produce a proportion.

For example, if one person kills ten people, the war damage ratio is 1:10, and killing 100 people is 1:100.

Generally speaking, in the underground world, the base number of combat effectiveness is also the level of a special force.

According to the war damage ratio, the requirement of level C is 1:10, that of level B is 1:100, that of level a is 1:1000, and that of S is 1:10000, which can only be more than one point less. ”

Su Qingxue's delicate body trembled in the quilt. Her eyes moved and said, ”you mean In an S-level organization, on average, every member needs to kill 10000 special forces personnel

”It may not necessarily kill 10000 people. If you kill some masters, you can count them as dozens or even hundreds.

So the S-level requirements are so high, mainly because people at this level often kill some masters.

It's too easy for you to add a few hundred heads after a fight.

Su Qingxue is quiet for a while. It is really hard for her to imagine what it is to kill thousands of people.

but the woman wondered again, and how all these came from, and asked, ”who has the final say in this grade?”

Ye Fan shrugged. ”Several major international powers and several top organizations have jointly set up a neutral evaluation organization called Seth, which is called the” Seth Association. ”.

Seth 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 Saite association is to evaluate the large and small battles in the underground world, and to judge the confrontation between major organizations.

Generally speaking, the rating of the Saite association is relatively accurate, and the more advanced the organization is, the more accurate it is. Some C-level and B-level organizations are suspected of making up the number. ”

Ye Fan said, afraid that the woman would not understand, asked: ”where is not clear?”

Su Qingxue was silent for a while, and said: ”why do you So familiar... ”

Ye Fan grinned, ”after all, I still know the rules.”.

”Well...” Su light snow also did not ask much, the man's answer, put clearly do not want to say more about his own experience.

Maybe I should also try to understand the face of the underground world, Su Qingxue murmured to herself.

The next day, Ye Fan accompanied Su Qingxue out of hospital.

When she got home, aunt Jiang had all the ashes ready, and the three set out for their hometown, Ancheng, half a day's drive from Huahai.

At that time, Su Youwei and Bi Shuqin started their business in this small town, and then moved to Huahai to establish the splendid group.

But for Su Youwei and his wife, this quiet and beautiful small city is their real favorite home.

In the afternoon, Ye Fan and Su Qingxue go to a cemetery bought by Su's family with an urn.

It's drizzling in the sky, and the whole world is gray and depressing.

Ye Fan holds a big black umbrella and walks with Su Qingxue, while Auntie Jiang holds an umbrella and follows in silence.

When we were about to reach the hillside where the cemetery was located, there was a figure standing silently beside the tombstone in front of it.

He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had curly hair, narrow cheeks, and a moustache. He was wearing a grey striped Mandarin coat and grey trousers. He was very traditional.

If you take a closer look, you will find that although the man did not hold an umbrella, but all the rain could not get close to him, making all his clothes dry.