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?
Letting out a sigh, Di Tou looked at the branch 'sword' in his hand, contemplating his life for a moment before smiling and cupping his hands at Elder Tian, "Thank you for telling me about the history of this sword. It's quite… enlightening."
Letting out a chuckle, Elder Tian nodded before saying, "Alright, don't be so despondent. It's not all bad. Although Mu Die's Swords aren't really great swords, they're still a rather good material. If you find someone who specializes in wooden swords, they should be able to help you make a half-decent product out of that blank you have there."
Hearing this, Di Tou felt a little bit better and thanked Elder Tian again.