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?
For a while, the cabin was silent, except for the sounds of flipping pages. In this tranquil part of the woods, it felt quite apt all in all.
While reading through the formations, Di Tou couldn't help but frown slightly. The formations that the girl had picked out for him couldn't be considered exactly hard, as with Di Tou's current cultivation, although he wasn't specialised in formations, as long as it wasn't something exceptionally complex he would be able to do a decent job with it, albeit not as good as a formation master. Rather, the issue was that they were really d*mn big! Of the three formations, one had eighty-seven nodes, the other had sixty-two, and the last one had a whopping one hundred and seventy-three nodes. As a whole, this added up to over three hundred and thirty-two nodes, that wasn't any small number.