"It seems that it's time for you to get into the more real and cruel side of the world."

In the next time.

Yuta Akaba carefully explained some things to Ryo Ashiya.

For example, the origin of "Purge Zhou".

Just like Ryo Ashiya thought, in addition to suppressing the extreme forces, every week, the "extraordinary" power will be enhanced to a certain extent, and ghosts like Shikawa Kazumi will become particularly active.

If they can cause harm to normal humans, they will meet the so-called "cleaning standards".

Ryo Ashiya also learned from the teacher that there are even special cleaning departments in other districts.

But Arakawa District is different. All the "purging people" here are only Yuta Akaba.

——Oh no, we have to count Xingchuanxia.

This ghost parasitized in the oil painting was unexpectedly also Akaba Yuta's helper.

Ryo Ashiya was slightly shocked and understood the concept of Akaba Yuta's powerfulness again.

Can suppress the weirdness of a whole partition with your own strength.

Just thinking about it makes people tremble slightly.

For example, the division of the levels of extraordinary power—level D, level C, level B, level A.

Or use primary, intermediate, superior, and special.

In short, what is the name of each partition is actually different, but these two names are the most widely circulated and are more convenient to remember.

But you need to know that power rating has never been so accurate.

If the superiors can definitely defeat the intermediate level and the intermediate level can definitely defeat the subordinate level, then what else should we do in actual combat?

It is just to decide the winner based on the strength of the rating.

This is just a mechanism adopted by the purgator to facilitate the purgator to take action.

"It's actually a bit too early for me to tell you this."

Yuta Akaba said.

"The fragile balance I mentioned to you before can be maintained because the number of purges is actually very small."

“Extraordinary things are not that easy to see.”

Ryo Ashiya nodded.

Think about it, the same is true. If the world had revived the spiritual energy and all monsters emerged, it would have been a mess here.

"Understanding the purges who usually act outside are all D-level."

"Because most abnormalities exist, and they are only at this level, which is almost the same as the level of the Komaru sisters you met last time."

"The previous three...the three wilderness is also in this category."

Yuta Akaba continued to explain, but obviously could not remember the name of Mino Xiu.

"So grading doesn't make much sense to you."

"By the way, the punch you just now can barely reach the threshold of C-level."

Ryo Ashiya couldn't help asking, "Which level, teacher, are you?"

"What you have to say should be B-level?"

Ryo Ashiya was surprised; "Just Class B?"

"You guy, do you think level B is very weak!"

"Don't underestimate B-level!"

Yuta Akaba complained.

"This is already the top level of the Purge. As for the A-level Purge... As far as I know, there are only two Japanese countries, and the legend seems to have a higher level, such as Seimei and your ancestor."

"That's not something we can reach."

After hearing so much from Yuta Akaba, Ryo Ashiya finally gained a deeper understanding of "the other side", including his current approximate level of strength.

‘So, am I just the lowest level?’

Realizing this not only did not disappoint Ryo Ashiya, but instead made him look forward to it even more.

"Dudu——"

The phone ringtone rang from Yuta Akaba's pocket.

He answered quickly: "Hey?"

"Oh, OK, I get it."

"I will rush over immediately...well, please."

Hang up the phone, Yuta Akaba turned his head and looked at Ryo Ashiya.

"By the way, Liang, can you still walk by yourself?"

Ryo Ashiya reluctantly stood up and moved his body. Even though he felt a little tired, it was much better than at the beginning.

"able."

"Then let's go."

Yuta Akaba took off his silver-framed glasses, took out his hand towel and wiped it gently.

"Since you want to experience the reality of this extraordinary world, just talking about it is far from enough."

"Dong!Dongdong!"

It seemed that I could hear what Akaba Yuta meant, and the cabinet with blood-colored oil paintings came out.

Xingchuanxia crawled out from inside, her snow-white little face full of excitement.

"I'm going! I'm going too!"

As a ghost who is idle and panicked, Xingchuanxia has always adhered to the principle of "get together if there is fun".

——She could only join in the fun with Yuta Akaba.

"OK."

Ryo Ashiya thought Akaba Yuta would refuse, but he didn't expect that he nodded.

And he opened the cabinet door and took out the oil painting along with the shelf.

"Don't underestimate her. According to the internal rating of the Purge, she is still a C-level ghost-like weird."

"Hmph, no matter what, I am also a senior sister!"

Xingchuanxia stood up with her chest that was not very ups and downs, and was very proud.

"......ah?"

Ryo Ashiya looked at the ghost senior sister carefully.

Xingchuan Xia immediately hid behind Akaba Yuta, and didn't even dare to look at him.

It is really hard to imagine that such a coward is judged higher than his level, but he is silently alert.

‘Maybe, there is something special…’

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The sunset gradually sinks into the shadow of the city.

Night falls slowly in the sky.

"Dirty-dirty-dirty-dirty-"

A very ordinary house was built outside, with sirens continuously, and several police cars surrounded the house.

The police officers with a solemn expression stood outside the cordon.

There was no noise in the house.

Silence is as quiet as a dark shadow.

Let the lights of the police car shine on it.

The noise of the sirens cannot affect it at all.

"What should I do? Officer Mitsui, is it that I will continue to wait for Akaba Consultant?"

"Or...a direct breakthrough?"

The police officer in the front row asked the police officer in charge.

The man, known as Officer Mitsui, has very distinctive thick eyebrows.

Beads of sweat the size of beans were oozing out from the wide forehead.

I kept wiping my handkerchief, but I couldn't wipe it clean.
To be continued...