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?
After chatting for a bit longer, Di Tou looked around and waved a hand. "Class is dismissed early today. Spend some time chatting with your peers, or just enjoying the day outdoors. It's nice out. It should have been mentioned already, but there's a chance that class next week will be canceled. If anything changes, someone will let you know."
Watching the class filter out, Di Tou let out a sigh and took a seat at one of the seats in the front row. In the design of the lecturer hall, there wasn't any seating prepared for the teachers. This was two-fold, one, as a powerful cultivator of some repute, someone who was worthy of lecturing from up here, they naturally wouldn't need a chair for a class that would at most last a few hours. Second, as a teacher and lecturer in such a hall, your words and time should be worth their weight in gold.