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?
F*ck, The Quality!
Returning to the inside of the dojo's courtyard, Di Tou couldn't help but shake his head with some mirth. Just what sort of people had Wu Kong ended up attracting? At the rate they were going, although they might not lead people to believe that they were cultivators, the end result didn't seem like it would be all that much better with the commotion that he was causing.
But thinking about it from another light, it shouldn't be all that bad. After all, Wu Kong was pretending to be a Martial Artist right now, and although he seemed a bit powerful, none of the might he had displayed was beyond the realm of a Martial Artist. Martial Artists were also prized warriors who could take the position of a company head or a small commander. Their upper limit was already decided, and there was no way they could compete against the power of a local force, so they were all in all ignorable.