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Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?

In a world ruled by arrogant sects, Chu Yun is just a janitor—sweeping floors and hiding his power. But once, he was the feared Demonic Sovereign who destroyed a divine clan. Now reborn and undercover, he’s forced to rise again… and the gods remember why they once feared his name.

Dungeons are for heroes. Cleaning them up is for Hope. While "Chosen Ones" defeat bosses and claim legendary loot, Hope is the guy who comes in afterward to fix the broken traps, reset the monsters, and scrub the goblin blood off the walls. He loves his ordinary, carefree workday. But when a routine job goes horribly wrong, Hope is dragged out of the background and thrust into the spotlight. Tossed into deadly gladiator arenas and hunted through chaotic dungeons, he has to team up with the weirdest allies imaginable. The missions are suicidal, the monsters are mutating, but the enemies are about to learn a harsh truth: Nobody knows a dungeon's deadly secrets better than the guy who cleans it.

When the world ends and a game-like "System" turns Earth into a hunting ground for monsters from another dimension, Leo Miller thinks he might finally get a chance to be more than just a janitor. But while others are granted powerful classes like [Warrior] and [Mage], the System takes one look at Leo's life and assigns him the universe's most pathetic class: [Janitor]. Despair turns to desperation as Leo discovers his seemingly useless skills are the key to survival. [Mop Up] can absorb deadly monster acid. [Waste Disposal] is a secret inventory no one else has. And his new skill, [Improvise Tool], allows him to craft weapons from literal trash. Armed with a broken broom handle, a profound knowledge of cleaning chemicals, and a will to protect the few survivors he finds, Leo must use his unique, clever, and often messy methods to clean up the apocalypse itself. He will mop the floor with monsters and prove that when the world goes to garbage, you need a damn good janitor to take it out.

Everett Vale is a janitor… with a PhD. Not a doctor. Not a nurse. Not anyone you'd notice—unless your floor's on fire, your toilet's rebelling, or your soul’s quietly unraveling at 2 a.m. in the hallway. Told through the eyes of Noah, a nursing assistant just trying to make sense of the chaos, this story blends hospital absurdity with unexpected wisdom. Between scent-obsessed coworkers, haunting memories, and mop buckets full of metaphor, Dr. Janitor: PhD in Mop Philosophy explores what it really means to heal—not just bodies, but the quiet spaces people never talk about. It’s a story about messes. About grief, hope, and finding family in unlikely places. About saints in scrubs and unsung heroes with calloused hands and tired eyes. It’s about learning that sometimes the person cleaning up the mess understands the brokenness better than the one trying to fix it. If you’ve ever felt overlooked, if you’ve ever laughed in the middle of heartbreak, or if you’ve ever believed that the quietest voice in the room might just be the one that matters most—this book is for you.

“Magic Wand? Magic Broom? Nah… That’s my Magic- I mean cleaning Mop.” Wesley Grime thought being reborn into a world of magic meant one thing: he’d finally be someone special. A rare talent. A prodigy. Instead, he awakened… nothing. Kicked out by his noble family and dumped into a crumbling magic academy, Wesley isn’t there to learn—he’s there to clean. Assigned to the lowest floor of the Flame Mage Tower, he’s handed a mop instead of a wand. Just when life hits rock bottom… [Janitor System Activated] New Mission: Clean 4 designated spots Time Limit: 15 minutes Tier I Reward: Bronze coins and Fire Resistance Lv.1 Failure Penalty: Arthritis for a year Each mission from the Janitor System has one simple rule: clean fast, or suffer. The faster Wesley cleans, the higher the tier, the better the rewards. The faster he works, the higher the reward. Money? Resources? Power? He just needed to clean to earn them! It’s not glamorous. It’s not flashy. But in a world ruled by royalty and mages, this janitor is about to mop the floor with them all.

Meet Bop, a humanoid clone who was tasked with being a Janitor at the Hypertrain "Zelda X8" Why was he cloned? Why not robots clean instead, I mean they're cheaper and more efficient, right? Well, the thing is... Nobody KNOWS! In fact, even the Hyper Galactic Council doesn't know! Bop, unwilling to accept his ignorant fate sets out!... To continue his daily activities. Until his train cart got ejected from the Hypertrain by a beautiful girl who tells him to find this thing called "Freedom" with her. Bop, convinced by her nice pair of boobs- I mean the charismatic charms the girl had, decided to follow her into space, as they set off! Thus beginning the Space Adventures of Janitor Bop! Now meet Zaldros, The Man, The Legend, using sheer might and charisma to capture the hearts of his faithful subjects as he goes about the galaxy in search of the Thesarius - Book of Truths and to finally find the "Truth" behind his existence! Follow Bop and Zaldros as they explore, discover, and conquer the vast Universe and it's many weird and funny quirks meeting diverse and different people along the way. Then read the reason why Zaldros and Bop have the same face and even the same personalities. Find out the connection between two beings so different from each other yet so alike at the same time as we uncover the mystery behind their identity... Hello everyone! Japhet here, I am this novel's author and I do hope you give this story a chance. And if you had already read it and you love my work, PLEASE GIVE IT A REVIEW! And share this novel with anyone you know who might be interested so that this story has a chance to be read by more people! If you like my works, please also read "Count Duke The Fat" my other novel that is based on a fantasy world instead of space. But if you enjoy how I write comedy and how I write my characters, I'm sure you'd also enjoy Count Duke The Fat! Thank you for reading up to this point and... ENJOY!

"Here’s your weekly pay." The woman behind the desk handed over a small pouch with one hand while crossing off an entry in her ledger with the other, legs casually crossed beneath the table. Without looking up, she waved dismissively. "File your taxes yourself… Next!" "Hold it!" Li Ang poured the contents of the pouch into his palm—eight large coins and one small, grimy disc totaling nine pieces. His eyes widened with outrage, fingers twitching as if ready to vault the desk and throttle her. "Unbelievable! Just this Tuesday I single-handedly repelled that eldritch abomination trying to devour our world!" His voice cracked with indignation. "And you vile bureaucrats dare dock the Savior’s wages?!"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"