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?
Collecting the crystals into his Spatial Ring, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a slight headache as he looked at the remaining storage space. Combining all of the random items he had bought, as well as the items he had collected here and there, only about thirty to forty percent of his ring's space had been filled up. After all, although he had collected a bunch of items, the Spatial Ring's storage spanned ten meters in length, height, and width. Most importantly, there wasn't gravity, so there wasn't the normal storage problem of not being able to effectively use the height of the space without stacking up the bottom first.