The Monarch Who Levels Up by Devouring - M.L.U.B.D Chapter 2 (Part 2):
After a long drive up winding roads, the taxi stopped.
“Is this really the place?”
The driver eyed me skeptically.
“Yes. Thanks.”
Stepping out, I surveyed the area.
A dirt path barely wide enough for a car.
A weed-choked hillside beyond.
‘Yeah, this matches the location.’
Five years from now, during a highway expansion, workers would stumble upon a dinosaur fossil.
The one that sold for 62 billion won.
And the discovery site?
Right here.
Once the taxi vanished, I unzipped my bag without hesitation.
“Let’s unpack first.”
Two pickaxes. Three shovels. A one-person tent. Snacks and drinks for sustenance.
I’d packed for a multi-day excavation.
After pitching the tent, I grabbed a pickaxe.
*Thwack! Thwack!*
The blade split the hardened earth as I shoveled away dirt.
Having just returned from the military, my body still remembered the motions, making it easier.
“Not sure if I should be glad about that.”
With a wry smile, I swung the pickaxe again.
There was still a lot to dig.
‘I knew this wouldn’t be done in a day or two.’
I worked silently.
Blisters formed. My breath grew ragged. But I pushed on, resting only when necessary.
The only consolation? No mosquitoes.
Mountain mosquitoes—’Samdidas’—were notoriously vicious.
When exhaustion hit, I sat.
When hunger struck, I ate the bread I’d packed.
At sunset, I collapsed into the tent.
‘Can’t risk dew exposure overnight.’
Pre-regression, I’d camped in worse conditions.
Though skipping showers was gross, I wouldn’t leave until I succeeded.
I had ten days’ worth of supplies.
I wouldn’t budge until my strength gave out.
Day 1.
Day 3.
Then Day 7.
A week passed with no trace of bone.
‘Don’t doubt yourself.’
I trusted my conviction.
The moment you lose faith in yourself, everything crumbles.
Then—
*Clang!*
A metallic ring jolted me.
“Another rock?”
No. The feedback felt different.
Hard, yet not stone—something splintering.
I dropped the pickaxe and touched the spot.
*Sniff— Sniff-sniff—*
A rich scent filled my nose.
My [Devour] ability sensed a edible essence.
“Found it.”
Grinning, I activated the ability.
[Primordial Species—Tyrannosaurus essence devoured.]
[Essence Grade: Legendary]
[Essence Devoured: 0.2%]
[Strength + 0.5]
[Stamina + 0.4]
My blistered hands were worth it.
The Tyrannosaurus bone—though a fragment—contained real essence.
“This is the stuff!”
I didn’t hide my excitement.
My memories from the future hadn’t failed me.
How many times had I fought off doubt with each swing?
Now, the sweet reward of patience.
Though…
‘The skill penalty remains even after regression.’
A complete Tyrannosaurus fossil was priceless.
But after essence absorption, the bone shattered into unrecognizable fragments.
The crumbled fossil was now indistinguishable from roadside rocks.
‘Not like I didn’t know this would happen.’
No regrets.
I hefted the pickaxe again.
The stat boosts from the essence were immediate.
*Thunk!*
The blade sank deeper.
With enhanced strength, the work became smoother.
After more digging—
Finally, the fossil of the *tyrant lizard king* emerged.
“Thanks for the meal.”
Suppressing exhilaration, I touched it with trembling hands.
[Essence Devoured: 1.3 → 2.1 → 2.8 → 3.3]
[…….]
[Essence Devoured: 10.2%]
I exhaled sharply.
“Incredible.”
“Perfectly preserved” was no exaggeration.
The essence surged through me, flooding my veins with unprecedented power.
I ached to test it.
– Age: 23 | Race: Human
– Rank: Unranked | Class: None
– Ability: Devour
– Level: 1
– Strength: 7 → 35.1
– Agility: 6 → 32.2
– Stamina: 7 → 38.3
– Endurance: 6 → 33.9
– Mana: 1 → 3.7
My stats had skyrocketed without a single level-up.
‘I didn’t gain any skills, but this is already huge.’
Leveling up granted +5 bonus stats.
This fossil’s essence gave me ~110 stat points—equivalent to leveling up 22 times before even entering the Tower.
“Heh heh heh.”
I reveled in the raw power coursing through me.
At this rate, I wouldn’t be a punching bag during the tutorial stage.
‘As expected, one fossil isn’t enough to complete the essence.’
Full absorption would unlock [Devour]’s true potential.
But opportunities for Primordial Species essences weren’t rare.
For now, gaining self-sufficiency pre-Tower was what mattered.
I envisioned my next destination:
Greece.
The land of Earth’s most famous myths.
Though…
“How am I supposed to go back looking like this?”
Clothes caked in dirt and sweat.
Returning home—not to mention going abroad—would require some serious cleaning.
