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?
Somehow Dirtier
Sitting in the main room, Di Tou couldn't help but scratch his head as he felt like he had forgotten something, but after not thinking of something, he simply mumbled, "Ah, forget it, if I forgot, surely it can't be that important." Waving a palm, Di Tou sent a small flame into the stove to heat up a pot of clay chicken that he had ordered and kept in his Spatial Ring some time ago.
Lounging on the side, Di Tou lightly closed his eyes and leaned against a stool in the kitchen, waiting for the food to heat up. Letting out a yawn, Di Tou couldn't help but lazily blink his eyes. Mmm, although the day hadn't been that long, after draining out all the blood to bind with the materials in preparation for crafting and watching An Yang nearly pass out time and time again, Di Tou couldn't help but feel like he got infected and became tired as well.