The idea sounded great in theory, but putting it into practice was a whole different story. In his last life, plenty of players had tried something similar. Some even ran player banks that charged zero storage fees, but every single one of them ended up failing. The biggest and most ambitious attempt had even been backed by the government, guaranteed by the Twelve Divine Players. Yet not long after, one of them had been killed under unusual circumstances. His death wiped out his character, and all the funds stored with him vanished too. In Doomsday, not even a divine player could claim absolute safety. However, Aiden was confident this time. With Vaultbound, he couldn't lose his money even if he wanted to. No one else had an advantage like his.Besides, Divine Prosperity and Absolute Aura were just as powerful. Fifty points in Luck and Charisma might not sound like much, but these weren't ordinary attributes. Luck and Charisma were rare, permanent, and completely separate from the standard attributes. No matter how successful they were, players couldn't obtain them just by leveling up. These rare attributes were priceless. Take Luck, for instance. Setting aside all the vague, superstitious aspects, the fact that it directly affected enhancement success rates alone made it the most cost-effective attribute in Doomsday. As long as the base enhancement success rate wasn't zero, each Luck Point would increase that success rate by one percent when upgrading equipment. With Aiden's 50 Luck Points, even if he were enhancing an item with only a one-percent base success rate, his actual chance of success would rise to an astonishing 51 percent.Charisma was just as powerful. It affected every NPC's first impression of the player, and one could unlock hidden quests or secret storylines with it. With 50 Charisma Points, Aiden would dominate the entire game. Back then, he had wasted all his resources on Piper, never achieving divine status himself. Even as one of Kroger High's top players, his Charisma Points had capped at 15. Now, he already had 50 points at Level 1, a start most players could never dream of achieving in their lifetime. "As expected of a rare hidden class! It's so powerful!" He couldn't help but grin. "I'm one step ahead of everyone." Aiden sighed, feeling satisfied. In his past life, he had also spent about 100,000 marks. It had given him a huge early-game advantage, and that was how he managed to groom Piper into a Divine Player. But compared to what he had now, that was pocket change. "It's time to speed things up." Suppressing his excitement, Aiden forced himself to calm down and opened his Attributes Panel. 'Nighthale, currently at Level 1 (0.00%). Both a Beastmaster and a rare Wealthlord.' 'Current Status: 100 Health, 100 Mana, 100 Hunger.' 'Core Attributes: 10 Strength, 10 Physique, 10 Energy, 10 Agility.' 'Rare Attributes: 50 Luck, 50 Charisma.' 'Talents: Fortune Flux (Level 1), Vaultbound (Level 1), Divine Prosperity (Level 1), Absolute Aura (Level 1), Power of Wealth (Level 1).' 'Equipment: None.' 'Skills: None.' 'Inventory: Empty.' 'Marks: 2,200,000,000 in total.''Current Location: Spawnpoint 9527, Flowerfield.' 'Server Time: 10.15 a.m.' Aside from the buffs granted by his secondary class, everything else about his attributes was painfully ordinary. Aiden did not have a single skill to his name. That was exactly why the Beastmaster was known as both the class with the highest potential and the most underperforming one at the same time. All other classes had some way of fighting. Warriors knew sword techniques, Knights had shield defenses, and sorcerers could heal. Even Aethermancers, who were categorized into pet-based classes, started the game with at least a mutt to boss around. However, Beastmasters did not even have a pet rock. If they wanted a beast, they had to capture one from the wild or purchase an animal from the store. They could forget about getting a beast for free.That alone had crushed the hopes of countless ambitious players. Even if one did obtain a beast early into the game, it was usually so weak it couldn't defeat slime. In short, a Beastmaster's starting difficulty was ten times that of any other class! … Swoosh! As he was lost in thought, a gust of wind blew past him. Aiden's brow twitched, and he instinctively sidestepped, rolling back. A massive spiked club missed his face by inches. A goblin—its skin dark green, tusks jutting from its mouth, and muscles bulging—had appeared out of nowhere with a club in its hand. Aiden read its tag. 'Goblin Warrior, Level Five, Elite.' "A cursed start, eh?" Aiden narrowed his eyes without panicking.In Doomsday, spawn points were at random. A few unlucky players would occasionally start right in the wilderness. And with beginner-level attributes, running into something like this usually meant one thing—instant death and a trip back to the central hub. If not for Aiden's sharp instincts and years of combat experience, that first strike would've turned him into pixie dust. If it had been any other player, they'd already be face-down on the ground, their respawn countdown ticking. Even so, facing a Level 5 Elite Goblin Warrior head-on was suicide. Aiden didn't hesitate as he turned around and sprinted away. The Goblin Warrior roared, swinging its club as it charged after him, refusing to let its prey escape. However, Aiden knew the Goblin Warrior's attack patterns far too well. He twisted, rolled, and sidestepped again and again, never letting that spiked club touch him once.Dodging all the way, he finally made it back to the safety of the central hub. "Guess I really need to start leveling up fast," he muttered, glancing back at the goblin still howling at him from beyond the walls, waving its club in frustration. "Gosh, being a Beastmaster is truly something." He sighed. Oh, how the mighty had fallen. If he'd been playing any other class, he was confident he could've worn that Goblin Warrior down and killed it eventually. But as a Beastmaster, he did not stand a chance. Once he arrived, Aiden didn't bother buying a pet. If he was going to walk the path of a Beastmaster, ordinary beasts weren't his goal. What he wanted was the divine beast egg hidden inside a secret dungeon within Spawnpoint 9527 called the Wyrm's Lair. Of course, charging in as he was now would be pure suicide.He needed to be prepared. Soon, Aiden arrived before a grand hall shimmering with gold and jade. The Hall of Supremes was one of the most powerful factions in Doomsday, home to countless high-level or even divine NPCs. Players typically gained access only after reaching Level 100 and completing their final class advancement. Only then would they receive a Letter of Recommendation from the Hall of Supremes, allowing them to hire NPCs from the Hall. However, Aiden knew a way to hire these NPCs early in the game. The requirements, however, were ridiculously harsh. As soon as Aiden stepped inside, a calm voice called out to him. "Young man, the Hall of Supremes isn't a place you should be. Go back and train. After you earn Lord Babasato's recognition, only then will these doors open to you." A robed old man with a long, white beard and a tall, pointed hat approached slowly, his expression composed yet distant. A tag floated above the old man's head, which read, 'Archmage, Level 80.' Aiden couldn't help but whistle softly. After all, this was the Hall of Supremes—even the doorman was a level-80 Archmage. He smiled politely. "Respected Archmage, I'm afraid I don't have a Letter of Recommendation." "Leave," the old man replied curtly, stroking his beard with disdain. "The Hall of Supremes is the pride of Dominion, not a playground for untested whelps." He could easily tell that Aiden hadn't even reached Level 10. How dare a low-level rookie like him set foot in here? It was absurd. Aiden said calmly, "I may not have a Letter of Recommendation, but I believe the esteemed Archmage dropped something a few days ago. I've come to return it."The old mage froze for a moment, then burst into laughter. "Are you saying I dropped something? Ridiculous! Do you know who I am, boy? Even a single strand of my hair falls with my awareness. How could I possibly lose anything?" His expression turned cold. "Whatever trick you're trying to pull, forget it. The Hall of Supremes is a sacred place, not some establishment any random stray can walk into!" He continued, "Leave this place at once, or don't blame me for sending you straight to the graveyard!" A terrifying aura surged around him as a sphere of shimmering blue water formed at his back. 'Skill: Aqua Pulse, Level 60' The Archmage glared down at Aiden, ready to strike the instant this insolent fool made a wrong move. But Aiden didn't flinch. "Why don't you take a look first?" Clink. Clink. Clink.He lifted his hand casually, and countless marks poured out in a glittering cascade. Like a waterfall of gold, the marks piled up into a small mountain before them. The dazzling light nearly blinded Aiden himself. Meanwhile, the confusion on the Archmage's face turned into delight. "Well…" The Archmage waved his hand, and the glowing water orb vanished into thin air. He cleared his throat and said, "Now that you mention it… Yes, I do recall losing several marks recently. It's a good thing you were kind enough to bring them back." He stroked his beard thoughtfully. "I happen to have a friend on the second floor, and he's one of the senior stewards. We were hanging out together the other day, and he may have lost something too. Why don't you check upstairs?" Aiden smiled faintly. With another wave of his hand, more marks came crashing down like an endless tide, flooding across the grand hall until the entire floor gleamed with gold. The Archmage was taken aback. After a long pause, the old man sprang to his feet, spinning around with wild excitement as he shouted at the ceiling, "One VIP guest for the Battle King Suite on the top floor, please!"