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?
Figuring that his hands and sleeves were already a bit dirty, Di Tou eventually gave up and entirely kneeled down on the ground to quickly excavate the rest of the hole.
Using the bucket, Di Tou couldn't help but be rather satisfied, it didn't quite have as good of an edge as even the dull shovel, but nonetheless, it had a bigger carrying capacity, and he could just use his hands to flesh out the dirt, which Di Tou found significantly easy, considering that his strength was increased in a holistic way, including his finger strength, which meant that each of his fingers was like a hot blade cutting into butter in the dirt.
Down on the ground, moving the dirt around with his hands, Di Tou couldn't help but notice how rich and earthy the dirt on the surface was.