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?
Pondering
Returning back to his abode, Di Tou sat down on a comfortable reading chair and splayed out a few pieces of paper on his desk. Taking notes, Di Tou began writing down rough ideas and drawing a basic diagram as to how he could overlay a few formations to start the barebones version of his sweeping formation. After working for a while, Di Tou finally finished. Pausing, Di Tou looked at what he had just done and couldn't help but let out a surprised look. Leaning back in his chair, Di Tou stared at it with a complicated expression.
It had only been a year. And yet, look at him. He was writing and drawing a complex diagram that would have looked like gibberish to him just half a year ago, and if he was on Earth, he might just be complaining that the movie directors were st*pid id*ots, making such obviously contrived and fake props. But here he was, drawing them out himself, and they made sense!