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?
At the same time, Di Tou had tested out the offensive capability of the Illusory Fiend Star and couldn't help but be sorely disappointed, although he had hope for the future. At the current level, if he were to send one of the illusions to detonate, the damage it would cause could only create a milestone-sized pit. This wasn't exactly a poor amount of damage, as it was still enough to kill quite a number of individuals in a crowd, but no matter if Di Tou was comparing to the explosive weapons on earth or his current offensive capabilities just by swinging a palm as a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, it was indeed a rather sad demonstration.