The Panacea was something invented during humanity's dark technology era.
It was a genetic medicine that could cure all diseases.
People who were injected with this medicine became almost immune to poisons and toxins, would never fall ill, and could not be infected by any virus.
At the same time, they would also be granted incredible regenerative abilities.
It was precisely after being injected with this medicine that Ejie possessed a constitution even stronger than those Guardsmen.
But he wasn't strong enough to casually act recklessly—in this world, one simply couldn't afford to be careless; the more low-profile, the better.
As for how strong his constitution was, he estimated it was about the level of an ordinary Adeptus Astartes Space Marine.
The so-called Adeptus Astartes Space Marines were superhumans who had undergone more than a dozen surgical modifications through the implantation of gene-seed.
After being modified, each one stood over two meters tall on average—super powerful men.
When wearing power armor weighing nearly a ton, they became human-shaped tanks.
The modification process was also risky, and not just anyone could undergo it.
First, to become a Space Marine, only males could be candidates, the reason being that the gene-seed's primarchs were all male, requiring a Y chromosome to be effective.
Next, as an ordinary person, you needed to undergo years of rigorous selection to prove you were excellent enough—the elite of the elite.
Afterward, once selected, you would be permitted to have the gene-seed implanted, but the modifications couldn't be completed quickly.
You needed to undergo more than a dozen body modification surgeries, which were somewhat lengthy and not optimistic.
During this period, you would also undergo various recruit training, carry out missions, and experience various forms of mental hypnosis to ensure your mind was properly adjusted (brainwashed)—ensuring loyalty.
When the entire process was completed, you would officially become a Space Marine, a killing machine with no desires other than fighting in the Emperor's name.
So, how formidable were these modified Space Marines?
An ordinary Space Marine could be as effective as over a hundred Guardsmen.
The so-called Guardsmen belonged to the Astra Militarum, commonly known as the Imperial Guard.
Their numbers were so vast that the Imperium itself couldn't calculate them, as the lists of new Astra Militarum recruits and casualties in a single day could number in the millions.
Among the common populace, the exaggerated figure was that tens of trillions of Imperial Guard were protecting the Imperium's million worlds.
So how powerful was the Astra Militarum in combat?
A single Guardsman was roughly as powerful as the protagonist named Rambo from a movie Ejie knew.
Then, Ejie estimated that a hundred Space Marine recruits in power armor, without being attacked by nuclear weapons, would utterly devastate 21st-century modern military forces.
After all, a Space Marine could sustain high-intensity guerrilla warfare for hundreds of years, could survive by eating toxic food, and could live in environments with almost no air and high radiation.
Even if supplies were cut off, they could decode the genetic information of local organisms or enemies to find ways to survive.
In short, a Space Marine could live and fight in extremely harsh environments.
So, the modified Space Marines also lived longer than ordinary people, right?
This was a given; if their lifespan was too short, it wouldn't be worth it.
But there was no specific detailed information on exactly how long a Space Marine's lifespan could be, because almost none died of natural old age—they all perished in various battles.
Currently, the longest-living individual was said to have lived for over ten thousand years.
However, this was a special case; it was a body that had been installed into a life support device within a so-called Dreadnought.
This kind of mech looked like a robot, but inside it contained Astartes whose bodies were too damaged to continue fighting. The two were tightly connected through neural links, allowing the Space Marine to return to the battlefield.
But overall, a body enhanced with the Panacea would definitely be better than a Space Marine in terms of tolerance to toxins and viruses, and wound regeneration.
Of course, although his constitution was comparable to a Space Marine, this didn't mean he was as powerful as one.
When it came to combat experience and techniques, he simply couldn't compare. After all, he hadn't constantly been rushing to various battlefields, fighting against all sorts of formidable and monstrous opponents.
He was merely an archaeological personnel, someone who secretly dug up STCs.
"Whew~"
He let out a long breath.
The next moment, Ejie's body stiffened slightly, and then very naturally he put on his power armor again.
During this process, he was extremely alert.
He had sensed a gaze from within the forest.
Was it mechanical surveillance?
With a click, after putting on the final helmet, he stretched his body to check the power armor's operation.
The next instant, he turned 180 degrees violently and, like a raging beast, charged straight into the forest.
Apart from having to avoid some thicker branches, he directly crashed through everything else.
The screen inside his helmet finally captured the target after he had sprinted nearly a hundred meters.
Although he couldn't see clearly, it appeared to be a person, moving quite nimbly through the trees.
Was the other party human?
It was hard to say; it could be a mechanical humanoid.
He tried to check the body temperature using thermal imaging, but this function was malfunctioning.
In this case, he could only catch up and verify for himself.
As the distance shortened, the image captured by the display inside his helmet became clearer.
The target had long white hair, wore what seemed to be a tattered leather outfit, and was female.
Bang! Bang!
Two grenades were casually fired off, without needing to specifically aim—in fact, the helmet visor was synchronized with the gun sight, allowing him to easily shoot at his confirmed target.
His target was two towering trees on either side further ahead of the person.
With a huge explosion, the two giant trees collapsed crosswise, forming a massive obstacle that would restrict the target's escape.
So, at his current speed, he would catch up to the other party in just three seconds.
However—
"Huh?"
He stepped on a snare hidden under leaves, and was immediately yanked, though not lifted off the ground, it tripped him.
And this wasn't an ordinary rope snare; it was made of steel wire.
By the time he had dealt with it, the person had vanished.
"Who are you? Do you understand your current situation?"
Suddenly this voice sounded, a female voice, right beside him, no more than a meter away.
But there was no one beside him.
He saw it—hanging on a nearby tree trunk was something like an intercom.
The other party was communicating through this.
"Please answer properly, or I will consider you a threat and send you back to your original world."
This additional statement was interesting.
So it wasn't the person on the Golden Toilet who had brought him here?