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?
An Angel on his Shoulder
Making a mental note to ask his neighbours if they had seen or were familiar with the strange man who had walked by and given him the slip when they returned home later, Old Gao rubbed the hair on his head before turning around and heading back inside, closing the door behind him.
Staring at the stone slip on his table, Old Gao stared at it with anticipation and fear, as two voices battled in his head. On one hand, he worried that the slip was a trap of some sort. After all, there were all sorts of mystical techniques and treasures in the world, and even with his ever-increasing knowledge, Old Gao wouldn't dare to say he most of them, much less all of them. Who knew if there was a slip-shaped formation trigger or trap?