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?
His Own Strength
Leaning over on the table, Di Tou couldn't help but fall into thought.
To be quite frank, he still hadn't recovered from the experience just now, and he wasn't sure he ever would fully.
That darkness…
Mmm, it wasn't something he ever wanted to experience again.
It wasn't like the darkness of closing one's eyes, as even then its and bits of light would seep in through the lids.
But total, encompassing darkness.
A darkness that promised no light.
Shaking his head to try to reset his mood, Di Tou instead focused on something important.
Considering the kneeling and the rather vague manner of the scroll, Di Tou had already been trying to not over invest himself in the scroll as his main source of progress and cultivation.
While it seemed like everything the scroll had done and given him thus far was to his benefit, the problem was that he was going in blind.