I stood in the presence of the Grandmaster, my expression a mixture of confusion and scepticism.
The metrics he had just revealed were beyond my comprehension—not because the numbers were small, but because I couldn't understand why the specific footage he highlighted had garnered such a staggering view rate. To me, it was mundane; to the system, it was gold.
My doubt must have been written plainly across my features, as transparent as glass, because the Grandmaster let out a long, weary sigh.
"Surprised again? You truly are still a green kid in this career," he said, shaking his head. He looked at me not with the malice of the Elder, but with the pity of a seasoned professional looking at a talented but clueless amateur.
"Listen and learn… You need to shift your perspective entirely. You aren't merely a fighter struggling for survival in a localised apocalypse. In the eyes of the cosmos, you are an entertainer.
