When the youth found himself transmigrated into the interstellar world of the future, he was a bit dumbfounded. En, as dumbfounded as a primitive person crossing over into modern society. He has now become a primitive person. Fortunately, this super thick golden thigh, cold, interstellar lord major general with fair skin, handsome looks, and long legs could easily lift you up to the sky and fly. But what if this golden thigh wants to throw you to his territory planet to muddle along while waiting for death like a dandy, and you even have to carry out the task of going forth to multiply, reproducing like a pig? “No need… I like men.” This absolutely pure straight lad has surely dug a pit, and he spent his whole lifetime burying it. En, this is actually a dog-blood ‘overbearing interstellar marshal (promoted from major general) fell in love with me’ drama. Also known as, 《The whole universe thinks that it was me, a straight guy who was bent, that bent their esteemed male god》. The subordinates on the battleship who were forced to be stuffed with dog food every day at work by the Lord Major General watched at the side and sneered: “You still want to run after flirting with Lord Major General? He he.”