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?
Scratching his chin, Di Tou was about to continue to think when he realized that while he was thinking, he had continued idly sweeping, and he had still been thinking about breaking through stone. Thus, the little scrape on the side of the road that no one would have noticed had turned into a full on pothole.
Feeling awkward, Di Tou looked at the hole for a moment before filling it up with dirt and hardening it using the increasingly familiar combination of the [Earth Summoning Spell], [Fire Summoning Spell], and [Wind Summoning Spell].
Leaving a one inch lip at the top of the hole, Di Tou looked around for a moment before realizing there wasn't really anything he could use to fill in. The road was made of thick stone bricks that reached quite deep, and if he wanted to replace it, he would have to get a new brick. Thus, unless he wanted to remove a brick from somewhere else, simply moving the hole around, there would always be a bit of a gap.