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?
Holding onto the Mandate Broom, Di Tou couldn't help but feel a little uncanny due to his experience in the Northern Continent. But after a while, the familiar feel of the broom in his hand calmed him down, and his breathing became steady. Examining the broom in his hand, Di Tou felt some complicated emotions, as it felt like a manifestation of everything the Mandate seemed to be pushing him to be. But at the same time, he wasn't really in a place to fully reject it. As much as the Mandate and the Heavens might be using him, he also was using them in order to progress himself swiftly, and to have a hope of achieving his own goals of returning home.