I Transmigrated, and My System is an AI

Alex was a burned-out software engineer who died at his desk at 3 AM. He woke up in the body of Lucius, a bankrupt wine merchant's son in the Roman Empire — with the AI he spent eight years building still running in his head. Offline, but fully functional. The AI — Gnomon — has a complete knowledge base through 2041, a dry sense of humour it wasn't programmed with, and a very simple recommendation: brandy. The Romans have been drinking the same wine for six hundred years. No one in this century knows what distillation is. The profit margins are insane, and the competition has no idea what's coming. But the man who murdered the original Lucius is still out there. He's a city councillor, he's watching, and he hasn't decided yet whether to kill the replacement. Armed with a copper pot, basic chemistry, and the strangest business partner in history, Alex is about to build an empire in a world where the roads are Roman, the laws are Roman, and absolutely nothing else will be. --- **What to expect:** - Business empire building set in the real Roman Empire, circa 107 AD - An AI system that talks like a terminal and occasionally makes jokes about philosophy - A female lead who can out-calculate anyone in the room - No harem. No OP combat powers. Just a man, his code, and some extremely profitable brandy