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?
The Other Side
As Mu Di Bai was explaining, naturally he was repairing the rift at the same time. Invisible currents of Qi flowed from Mu Di Bai to the rift, and bit by bit the rift shrunk from a hundred meters, to fifty, to ten, to one… all the way until it was no more than an inch wide.
With such a small crack that was no more than a wire thick, if Di Tou hadn't already known it was there, he felt like he wouldn't see it even if you pointed it out afterwards. Looking at the inch long crack, Di Tou couldn't help but sweat a little as he wondered why Mu Di Bai had stopped. Was the last bit of the rift harder to seal? Was it like progression where the effort one needed to resolve the last one percent was sometimes greater than the previous ninety-nine percent combined? Did something go wrong with Mu Di Bai?
But in the end, it was none of the above. Turning around, Mu Di Bai looked at Di Tou and said, "Alright, I've pushed it to a suppressible level, give it a try."
"Ah?"