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?
It Was Really Interesting!
Watching Di Tou casually sweep the broom, An Yang couldn't help but nod in approval. Although he personally hadn't had to sweep much in his life and wasn't familiar with the mechanics, looking at the broom in Di Tou's hands, it truly looked like it was meant to be there. The only thing worth critiquing was the low quality of the broom itself, as well as the somewhat unsuitable environment.
Like this, for over half an hour, one man casually swept and moved around the room while another stared at them with great interest, while a third worked by the side of the room, practicing strikes against a rock.