The Legendary Janitor
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?
But How?
After the aunty had left, the old man continued sweeping for a long time. It wasn't until the sun was almost gone that he finally managed to move the pile of leaves and the clutter on the ground from one area, to another one just a few meters away. His actions were rusty and mechanical, and with the metal broom, he more often scraped the ground and ruffled the dirt then he was moving the leaves! But by the time he was finished, one had to admit he had done a rather stellar job, and even the slight scratches caused by the rough edges of the mental broom being pushed into the ground had faded away.
But after finishing the old man named 'sh*t' didn't go for food, but instead stood there and continued staring into the distance like a statue. If one couldn't sense the faint breath coming from him, or the occasional twitch of his lip as he rehydrated his mouth, one might think he really was an incredible statue that someone from the Qing family had made on a whim!