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?
Watching the child fall asleep, Di Tou stared for a moment before breaking his gaze and shaking his head. Looking at the situation, had he come here two years later, there really was a chance that he would have found a real Yin Body. Of course, he wasn't so merciless to condemn an innocent child to death for the sake of his mission, especially not for a possibility.
Letting the child rest for a while longer now that their condition was stable, Di Tou looked around the room and couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness and helplessness. On the rock he had removed from the child's leg earlier, trails of blood were caked on in five even streaks, and looking at the child's fingers, it didn't take a genius to connect how many times the child had tried to claw their way out of their situation.
Although, perhaps in a certain sense, it was lucky the kid had never managed to take off the stone to find the entire collapsed passageway on the other side.