Chapter 25: Where did you get your dad from?

Chapter 25: Where did you get your dad from?

Miles searched the online forum and quickly found an article about the classification of malicious ghosts.

Upon opening it, he found a warning line: Ghosts are categorized by various governments based on the level of harm they pose to the world.

Note: This does not necessarily represent the horror level of the ghost.

C-level: Restrained class.

This involves spirits confined to a certain area, posing a risk to fewer than one hundred people. These can be controlled and contained by ghost tamers and lack the ability to spread.

B-level: Dangerous class.

These are free-roaming spirits, extremely dangerous but harmful to less than ten thousand people. These cannot be contained but can still be controlled by ghost tamers. They possess a certain degree of contagiousness.

A-level: Disaster class.

If left unchecked, these spirits could eliminate an entire citys population within a certain period. They are extremely terrifying and currently cannot be controlled or contained. They possess significant contagiousness.

S-level: Destruction class.

These spirits have the capability to eradicate the populations of several cities. If not curbed, they could even destroy an entire country.

The classification of malicious ghosts is based on the harm they pose to humans, not necessarily their level of horror, Miles mused, getting the gist of the levels.

Regardless of whether they are C or A class spirits, their level of horror might be the same. Its just that because C-level spirits arent as harmful to humans, their class doesnt increase.

The so-called levels are just for reference. They dont really mean much.

Miles shook his head, not overly concerned about the classifications. These were disaster levels defined by different countries. When encountering a real ghost, death was still the outcome.

What difference does it make if one dies or a hundred die?

Death is death after all.

Miles continued browsing other materials.

Suddenly, a particular ranking list caught his attention.

Global Vengeful Ghost Rankings.

They even came up with a ranking list. These folks are quite idle. Why dont they make a female ghost ranking list? See which female ghost is more beautiful and sexier. It would be even better if they set up a bikini runway show, Miles muttered to himself. As he opened it, his heart skipped a beat.

His face turned serious instantly.

Top of the vengeful ghosts rankings: Code name: Ghost Caller.

A research paper appeared before his eyes.

Miles opened it and continued reading. But then a phone next to him rang.

He turned to look. It was Rights satellite locator phone.

Hello, whos this? Miles answered the call, continuing to read the article.

You dared to deceive me. Youre not William; youre Miles. Youre originally from Yang Township in a certain province. You were born on the first of January, and youre nineteen years old, twenty in lunar years.

Rains teeth-gritting voice came from the phone.

Miles wasnt surprised; instead, he nonchalantly replied, So youve found out about William? Your efficiency is just average. I thought youd have discovered this six hours ago. Dont misunderstand, but how could I trust a strangers call from the start? What if it was a phone scam? Giving you fake information was for my own safety.

Do you know how much time and effort your lie has cost?

Rain issued a stern warning, I cant stress this enough: dont repeat this behavior. Our workload is heavy, and were already juggling too much. If everyone acted like you, we wouldnt be able to function.

In your point of view, maybe, Miles retorted, But remember, Im not under your organizations jurisdiction.

At that moment, a middle-aged man strolled in from the living room, settling onto the bed beside Miles. Without uttering a word, he resumed reading his newspaper.

Dad, whats going on? Miles inquired after noticing the company.

The man remained silent. However, Rain, who was on the phone, asked, Who are you speaking to? You must keep matters like this under wraps. You shouldnt involve others unnecessarily; it might stir up needless panic. Let me remind you of the importance of confidentiality.

Im just chatting with my dad, but lets wrap this up for now. We can continue later. I have things to do. Miles was ready to disconnect.

Hold on, hold on!

Rains voice spiked with surprise. Your dad? Whats going on there? I have your entire record here, detailing everything from your birth to high school. Your dad died in a car accident when you were in fifth grade, and your mom has been your only guardian since.

She never remarried, according to these documents.

That implies youve been living with a single parent since you were in grade school.

Miles promptly countered with a displeased face, My dad is right here, sitting next to me and reading a newspaper. What nonsense are you going on about?

He then glanced towards the man sitting on his bed, still quiet and unmoving. Due to the rooms light being off, with only the computer screen casting a faint glow, he could get a better look at what his dad was doing.

Dad, are you okay? Miles extended a hand to move the newspaper.

However, his hand halted mid-air as his gaze fell upon a monochrome portrait of a middle-aged man hanging on a cabinet in his room.

Somethings not right at your end, Miles. You need to evacuate your house immediately! Rains voice, brimming with urgency, echoed through the phone.