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?
Precious, Precious Air
Groaning, Di Tou tried his best to take short, shallow breaths, seemingly recalling someone mentioning before that in a fire where oxygen was low, it was better to take short breaths instead of long breaths and slowly got up before recalling something else. Although Spatial Rings didn't contain air, there was something he had that did…
Rummaging through his robe, Di Tou had to check three pockets and even checked the same one twice on accident before he found a sword-shaped medallion in his inside pocket. Taking it out, Di Tou inserted a surge of Spiritual Sense before holding it by the tiny handle and lightly slashing downward, creating a line of light that slowly began to expand outward.
Watching the light expand, Di Tou felt his head swoon again, and he quickly shook his head and grabbed as many Spirit Stones as he could out of his Ring and tossed them at the foot of the slowly opening light door before falling backward.