Transmigrate to the Bakumatsu and Start a Revolution

In 1853, the Black Ships came knocking. Japan stood at a crossroads.

In Higashiyama, Kyoto, a young man of unknown origins awoke in a bamboo grove. His name was Lin Chuan, and he came from China, one hundred and seventy years in the future. He was a scholar of history, an organizer of underground reading groups, and the grandson of an ordinary man whose grandfather had once been seized by the Japanese army and forced to work as a laborer.

Transmigration was not his choice. But he chose what he would do:

Before the darkness arrived, plant another seed.