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?
His head and body hurting, Di Tou absentmindedly swept the leaves and rubble on the streets of the town. As he wasn't using Void Qi this time, before long, Di Tou realized he had swept together a large pile of leaves and rubble on the side of the road.
Looking at the pile blankly, Di Tou took a moment before slowly pulling out a linen bag and placing everything in the bag. In this half-zombie state, Di Tou continued working the entire day, and the longer he worked the better he felt as his Spiritual Sense continued to recover back to a full state.
Halfway through the process, Di Tou reached into his Spatial Ring to find that he had run out of cloth bags. In a daze, it took a few moments before Di Tou realized that he was feeling quite a bit better. So, after pausing for a moment, Di Tou pulled out the Mandate broom and continued working a bit faster this time as he could skip the steps of cleaning up afterward.