Demonic Po*nstar System Chapter 769: Massive Leap

He pulled up the current metrics being displayed.

[Views: 2,810,000,000 ➝ 5,012,408,221]

[Income: 198,400 ➝ 15,042,800]

[Fangirls: 119,600 ➝ 4,018,400]

Kaiden simply stared, astounded.

His hand found Luna’s rear again, giving it a squeeze without thinking.

She let out a cute, sharp hiss and squirmed against him without waking up.

He barely registered the reaction.

Five billion views tallied up.

'This is... absolutely insane.'

Every video was counted individually, so it wasn't as if five billion distinct individuals had watched him. Such a feat would be impossible from the start, considering only adult women could access the content, and their global population wasn't that high. However, factoring in the back catalog, new uploads, repeat viewers, and the sheer volume of content they had produced...

They hadn't been constantly releasing explicit videos every single day. Some days, multiple clips were uploaded, such as today with the edited compilations from the orgy stream.

Most days, however, the focus was on combat and variety content, making the adult material a rare treat rather than a daily occurrence.

This strategy resulted in a collection of only about a hundred videos in the adult category, perhaps slightly more.

And somehow, against all odds, those videos had amassed a staggering five billion views.

He couldn't quite comprehend the magnitude of it.

As for the Income...

Chronos automatically generated views, providing a steady, passive income stream. Therefore, the massive surge in views naturally led to a substantial increase in income. That part made logical sense.

However, it did not account for a 7500% increase within a mere ten-day period.

From 198,400 to exceeding 15 million. This wasn't solely attributable to passive watch time.

His gaze then shifted to the third statistic.

Four million fangirls.

'There it is. The reason.'

This was the metric that had caused him weeks of stress. The one that progressed at a snail's pace while views and income climbed steadily. It was the conversion metric that required more than just passive viewing; it demanded genuine devotion.

Ten days prior, the number stood at 119,600. A respectable figure, certainly, but nowhere near the ten million threshold needed for Tier 4.

Now? Four million.

Four million devoted female viewers who had successfully transitioned from casual observers to the most diehard fans. These were women who didn't just watch his content; they subscribed, they purchased, they donated, and they returned repeatedly, unable to get enough.

And when you possessed such a devoted fanbase, the dramatic increase in income suddenly became perfectly clear.

Not all of them were ordinary girls living unremarkable lives. Some hailed from aristocratic families, possessing significant influence. Others were matriarchs in their own right, powerful women who managed households and businesses, and saw no issue with spending a fortune on entertainment they thoroughly enjoyed. Some were high-tier awakened individuals, women who had amassed immense wealth through dungeon clears, monster hunts, and guild contracts.

Such individuals could lavish Chronos with funds however they pleased. A hundred here. A thousand there. Perhaps even more, simply because they appreciated the way he smiled at Aria or how he disciplined a naughty gremlin.

The three core statistics served to bolster one another. Views generated passive income and increased exposure. Exposure converted curious viewers into devoted fangirls. Fangirls, in turn, drove active revenue through memberships, donations, and purchases. And all these elements fed back into the system, creating a cycle of compounding growth and accelerating momentum.

A tremendous leap forward had been achieved in just ten days.

...

The following morning commenced with the customary level of chaos. Having five women sharing the same living space was never a simple matter, especially when they all shared affection for the same man. Numerous affectionate kisses were necessary following the tiresome nightly activities, with many of the girls feigning soreness and fatigue that could 'only' be remedied if he held them tightly for extended periods.

Kaiden readily identified an excuse when he heard one, and many of the words spoken that morning clearly masked ulterior motives. Nevertheless, he indulged them to the best of his ability, holding and kissing them until a palpable sense of serenity could be established.

He then carefully extricated himself from the pile and, after freshening up, made his way to the common area.

Alice was already waiting for him.

With her arms crossed and chin held high, the pout on her face possessed a palpable weaponized quality.

Amidst the thrilling hunts, the stream schedule diversified. Luna could be found unleashing her fury on a fighting game, leading to her breaking yet another controller for the week. Calypso and Bastet engaged in a strategic board game that spiraled into a heated philosophical debate concerning the supremacy of demons versus catgirls. Nyx produced a Q&A video, addressing numerous fan inquiries, while Aria’s meticulous makeup routine evolved into something entirely unexpected.

She began streaming it, every single morning.

Rika Vaughn, her hair neatly pinned back and an apron tied around her waist, sat in the adjacent chair. She bore the distinct appearance of someone compelled into participation. Aria had, with unashamed brazenness, utilized an offer Rika had previously extended. Now, the very executive responsible for developing a significant portion of New Dawn's awakened content found herself on camera, demonstrating makeup techniques for a supermodel.

‘This young woman,’ Rika mused internally, her smile crafted for the camera’s gaze. ‘She has transformed my skills and myself into content. After dedicating years to professional artistry, she’s monetizing me, repurposing an hour of my ordinary makeup application into content for those who avidly consume it. What a shrewd capitalist.’

She offered a greeting to the chat and then leaned towards Aria, a brush poised in her hand. Demonstrating a contouring technique, she elicited audible gasps from the rapidly scrolling chat.

The devoted fanbase treated these sessions as incredibly valuable, a preparatory ritual before the commencement of the more intense combat streams.

How could they not? A flawless supermodel, embodying the aspirations of nearly every woman, sat beside a legendary figure from the industry whose face was rarely glimpsed by the public. Together, they collaborated on content that genuinely imparted useful skills to their audience.

Rika maintained her smile throughout the entire process. In her mind, she was already formulating the subsequent segment. If she was going to be utilized, she intended to ensure it was done to her advantage.

Behind the scenes, the twins diligently managed the remainder of the operation. Engagement metrics were meticulously tracked, and upload schedules were optimized. The three dedicated fangirl moderators—Emilia, Leia, and Sarah—finally received assistance after the twins rigorously vetted new candidates they could rely on. Even with the membership mode activated, managing four million fervent fangirls had become an insurmountable task for just three individuals.

Then came the evenings.

It was simply Kaiden and his companions enjoying each other’s presence. This sometimes involved intimacy, other times it meant gathering on the couch to watch something nonsensical. Occasionally, it involved Aria dozing off on his shoulder while Luna engaged Nyx in a debate about the optimal design for a female warrior with a modest décolletage.

Just moments of shared existence.

And so, the days flowed consecutively until the competition’s final day dawned. It was time to conclude their expedition within the mountain range.