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?
Brother Rat's Mushrooms
Holding the rat cone, Di Tou waved it around twice and couldn't help but nod. If he ever ended up getting a normal weapon, a mace seemed like a rather good choice. Something like a sword or a spear that needed a lot of skill and talent seemed like too much for him. After all, he was self-aware enough to know that he wasn't some weapons prodigy, and even if he was, it would be very difficult for him to compare with the sons and daughters of heaven who had been training in a weapon since they were three.
If he tried fighting with someone like that with his half-baked skills, he would be asking to have an arm or a leg chopped off. It was still much better to use a shield. Even if he wasn't all that talented, at the very least, he could block a strike or two, and the mentality was defense over attack. As for a mace… Although he was sure there was plenty of work to be done to be really good at using a mace, it seemed simple enough. Bash the mace at their face! It even rhymed.