I Left My Urn on Earth

After Lin En died suddenly from working overtime, he transmigrated to another world and became a lich. His phylactery turned out to be the urn containing his ashes back on Earth, and he could use it to trade goods between worlds.

A sweeping Industrial Revolution began in the other world.

To keep adventurers from treating him like an easy source of experience, Lin En was forced to kick-start industrialization in the other world.

The witches think I'm researching forbidden magic. In reality, I'm building a hydroelectric plant.

The paladins think I'm attacking a hive to expand my ranks. In reality, I'm just making skeletons easier to maintain.

The empire thinks I'm arming a massive skeleton army. In reality, I'm training the first batch of skeleton workers for their jobs.

The church calls me a heretic who blasphemes against the gods. I turn around and sponsor a printing press for them: a ten percent discount on holy texts, with even better deals for bulk orders.

While the army next door is still using bows and arrows, Lin En is already mass-producing firearms.

While the knights of the Church charge on tall horses, 155 mm artillery is already set up and ready to fire.

Years later, Lin En suddenly realizes something is very wrong. Why are the common folk of the other world building statues of me?