Chapter 143: Chapter 137: The Eve of Battle II Chapter 143: Chapter 137: The Eve of Battle II “Don’t worry,” Feil reassured, “Take this opportunity, and I will give you a general idea of the power hierarchy of the people we are facing.”

“Power hierarchy?”

“Yes,” Feil’s voice grew heavy.

“In my experience, I can roughly divide the levels of strength, and whether or not my classifications are accurate is another matter. The main point is to give you a general impression and to help you understand the big picture. You should know how far your future path could be.”

Lin You slowed his pace, decisively choosing not to take the elevator but to climb the stairs instead. The staircase was empty and quiet, which was suitable for Feil’s explanations.

He had always felt annoyed and uneasy about his vaguely understood experiences. He could not see his future path clearly, and while the unknown brought a sense of mystery, it also carried unease and a feeling of crisis. Therefore, he felt somewhat eager for this explanation.

“In the days following your encounter, the enemies you met just belonged to a small family’s team. They were a very small part of it all, meaning there are far more enemies than these you’ll experience later on. Generally speaking, in the Inner World, I think we can roughly divide them into ordinary personnel, elite personnel, titled masters, and then the truly strong. Normally, elite personnel specialize in a particular expertise. Among them, those who earn external titles are the elite of the elite. According to your Hua Nation’s terms, these are the so-called experts. This caliber of people generally have very few weaknesses, if any at all. Finally, those who truly count as strong hold the top positions, having the qualifications to lead various small to medium forces,” Feil’s classification was very clear.

“Of course, this is just a rough division. Among them, there are also those with great potential or those who are in decline, so you can’t solely judge someone’s strength based on whether they have a title or not.”

“So, this time, our opponent is…”

“According to my estimation, they should be at the elite level, with a strength that has just entered grade D, the same as yours. But in reality, this world can’t be divided purely based on combat power levels. Even those of a lower level can often kill those at higher levels. So now, even with my added boost, you’re only at a D-level strength. You need to be very careful and cautious in the days ahead,” Feil paused, then continued, “Also, do you know how this so-called combat power level is determined?”

“I don’t. Isn’t it set by a union of several major organizations? I remember you mentioning it before.”

“That was only in the beginning,” Feil said seriously, “Actual combat power is fought out in reality. Even if you’ve reached D-level and have mastered the use of ‘True Force’ combined with psychics, if, in the end, you lose to someone at the peak F-level, then you still have the strength of the F-level. Of course, such a situation is generally unlikely. Hence, the correlation of combat levels according to the Supernatural Faction’s standards and the actual combat power system is the same for this reason. Within the Supernatural Faction, the gap between each level is too vast. When a regular type Psychic faces another of the same type, if there’s a level gap, there’s basically no chance of a reversal.”

Lin You pondered thoughtfully.

“So, there are exceptions. Psychic abilities aren’t limited to just the regular type; there’s also the special type.”

“Yes, you might have heard some classifications of psychics when you were among the heretics, but it wasn’t comprehensive. I’ll go over it again,” Feil jumped onto Lin Fei’s shoulder. “Psychics are divided into two categories: regular and special. Regular includes elemental systems like water, fire, ice, earth, metal, electricity, plants, wind, etc. Special includes psychic control, reconnaissance, transformation, telepathy, telekinesis, and the like. I belong to the special type specializing in transformations. The regular type, you’re one of them. The others are roughly the same as you. For the special type, taking myself as an example, those in the transformation category generally can only transform into one animal, plant, or even non-living object for their whole life, and that absolutely cannot change. Transformations are usually the weakest link in the Supernatural Faction. No matter how strong you originally are, once transformed, all strength is nullified. Only through specialized training in the transformed state can one gain some slight enhancement in ability, but it is generally minimal. Hence, the transformation types are mostly fodder in the Supernatural Faction, or serve in reconnaissance and undercover roles. They are considered the weakest at the bottom layer. But even if it is the transformation type, you can’t take them lightly because the biggest advantage of the special type is that, until you know their ability, they are entirely unpredictable.”

“Wasn’t it said by Xilan that there are mythological species transformations?” Lin You asked doubtfully.

“That happened once, and as soon as it did, they were caught and dissected for research,” Feil said indifferently. “This is the case for both ancient and mythological species because it has been studied that once a transformation type Psychic transforms, their physiological structure becomes completely identical to the species they’ve mimicked, without any discrepancy. Such cases are of great help to the research on mythological and ancient species.”

The man and the cat climbed the stairs up to the fifth floor, which was the level where their rooms were located.

Just then, a hissing noise like a television signal’s static came from Lin You’s bag.

“Xiao You, their data has started transmitting,” Feil reminded.

Lin You quickly took out the orb from his bag.

Indeed, in the center of the originally transparent glass sphere, a square semi-transparent screen began to emerge. On it, clear Chinese characters read: Please enter your Yuan Force; transmission rate will be based on your power level. If you wish to accelerate the process, additional fees will be charged.

“Wow…so professional…” Lin You was so stunned she didn’t snap back to reality for a moment.

“Of course, that’s what I specialize in,” Feil said matter-of-factly. “Input your psychic ability now.”

“How do I input it?”

“Just direct your psychic ability towards the sphere; it will absorb it automatically.”

Lin You did as Feil instructed, releasing her psychic power directly at the glass sphere. As expected, the ability that usually turned into ice shards or cold air upon activation didn’t transform and was absorbed straight into the sphere. Then the line of text inside the sphere vanished immediately, and an animated female face started appearing on the screen.

“Hello, this is the Data Transfer Center. Please enter your data number,” said the woman’s voice, synthetic like a computer’s.

Feil quickly recited a string of numbers.

“Data number confirmed, psychic password aura matches, data retrieval may proceed.” The female avatar disappeared, replaced by a white progress bar. Concurrently, a faint white flame started burning all around inside the sphere, which was the very aura of psychic power Lin You had released. She didn’t understand why it was transformed like this, though. The entire glass sphere seemed as if it was continuously scorched by white flames from within. Lin You startled and hurriedly stuffed the sphere into her bag, concealing its glow.

By now, she had almost reached her room on the fifth floor. Fortunately, there were hardly any people around. Just as she had put away the sphere, a waiter came around the corner from the stairwell, heading to a room on the opposite side.

“That was close…,” Lin You let out a long sigh of relief. She looked around and listened intently to ensure no one was there. Then, she cautiously took out the sphere again to check the progress on it.

“Don’t stop inputting your psychic ability, or the data transfer will be interrupted,” Feil reminded her.

“Got it,” Lin You nodded. As she was about to put the sphere back into her bag, sudden footsteps came from around the corner in front of her. They were close. Without a second thought, Lin You crammed the sphere into her bag and pulled it behind her back using both hands.

“Lin You, what are you doing here so late?” A familiar voice came from ahead. Lin You looked up to see it was her brother Lin Fei, who had been surprisingly good-tempered lately. Presently, he was inexplicably holding a longsword while looking at her.

“Don’t stop the psychic transfer,” Feil’s voice echoed in her ear. Lin You kept her hands behind her back, one hand touching the sphere.

“What about you? What are you doing here so late?” Lin You replied with a question of her own.

“I’m going to practice swordsmanship. In martial arts, like rowing upstream, not practicing for a single day can lead to backwardness,” Lin Fei said with a smile. He could clearly feel the constant stream of psychic power Lin You was channeling into something. His True Force allowed him to sense the fluctuations quite clearly.

“Oh, I see….” Lin You replied with a dry laugh, slowly backing up towards her room while circling around Lin Fei.

“Are you sure you’re okay?” Lin Fei asked once again.

“Yes! I’m fine!” Lin You answered definitively.

“The moon is really full tonight…”

“Is it?” Lin Fei smiled.

“Yeah, haha…ha…” Lin You laughed awkwardly, retreating slowly, deeply afraid that Lin Fei might see what was behind her. She continued until she was completely around the corner.

Lin Fei stood still, watching her with a smile.