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?
Four Really Small Mice?
In the end, Di Tou decided to ignore the hole for now. Maybe once he had hit the peak of Foundation realm, he could try using his Spiritual Sense to pry into the hole again. Of course, he'd be much more careful to not overextend himself when he tried again.
For now, he'd focus on cleaning off the circular display stand. Looking at it, Di Tou figured it'd take a good hour or two, then if he did another thing or two after that, it'd be around evening, and hopefully he'd be feeling much better by then.
Still using [A Gentle Touch], Di Tou grabbed his rags and started working on the stand, first cleaning around the edges where nothing was contained.
Soon enough, he got the surface satisfactory clean, and was astounded to see that the stand wasn't actually a dark wood… It was a light one.
"F*ck. Has he ever cleaned this thing?"