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?
One after another, the wolves started pouncing at him. Although they were no longer in perfect shape, there were too many of them, and in the end, two hands couldn't block four fists, or in this case, thirty-six paws. And worst of all, the wolf king itself was still in perfect condition and would only strike when Di Tou had no method to retaliate.
Compared to before, where the wolves went in for killing strikes and wanted to maim him in one shot, the wolves only looked to scratch at him before quickly backing off, clearly aware that something was wrong with this 'prey' anyways if they couldn't kill it, at the very least they could exhaust it to death right?