Young Master, Just Tell Me: What Can't You Do?

Fedian was at his wits' end. In this world, everyone had a status screen and a class. Each person carefully picked a few skills from dozens of options to build a template, then trained until they reached the pinnacle. But he was different. Since he had no class, he could train in any skill, yet he could only reach the limits of an ordinary human. The supernatural was beyond his grasp. But one stat caught his attention: 【Audience: 0】. His strength, agility, and intelligence were only slightly better than an ordinary person's, and no skill could exceed 30% proficiency. At the slave market… no, the talent market! He picked up a fallen princess and gained his first audience member. The potential cap for all his skills rose to 31%. After giving the princess, who had received the most orthodox royal wizard training, a mixture of real and bogus advice, he attracted another audience member, who was outraged by his guidance. His wizard-related skills rose to 32%, and his intelligence cap increased too. Then it clicked. Providing emotional value to the audience members who watched this world from beyond it would raise his potential ceiling. He turned his attention to the people most likely to attract an audience: heroes, demon kings, princesses, imperial princesses, legends… Stealing audiences, giving clueless advice, and building brand-new builds became his greatest joy. Many years later, at last meeting the audience members who had become his little fans, he raised his glass: “Thank you all for gracing me with your presence.”