I died in battle on the front lines for my country. A hero remembered for all time.
In the blink of an eye, my achievements vanished like smoke. But why did I become an antique robot from hundreds of years ago, only to be dug up by another group of antiques and mistaken for the high-tech relic of their ancestor?
Well, since they've mistaken me for a piece of high technology, I might as well take responsibility as the old-timer guiding them. For the sake of human civilization's survival, I'll keep burning myself out...
So, for the love of all that's holy, could you stop bringing me women's products? I was a man in my previous life! A man! Even as a robot in this life, I'm supposed to be sexless, right!?
What? Why do I keep getting prettier? How should I know my subordinates would show my little AI all these weird things??? I'm desperate here!
In short, this is the story of a general who died in battle in his previous life and transmigrates to another universe, helping another human nation thrive in the wider cosmic community.
