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?
The last three minutes were a blur, and Di Tou swore he had unlocked some sort of superpower in that duration as he read fast, fast to the point that thinking back, he wasn't sure how he had managed to comprehend so much information at all. With the pool thinned and focused on techniques he was interested in, it would seem like the process would be faster now compared to before, but in fact it was the opposite.
With each technique now relating to the soul, Di Tou actually had to read the techniques now! Once again, there was no clear introduction for many of the techniques and long rambling bodies of texts made up the contents. With the core of each technique missing, the whole thing became far more confusing and difficult to piece together.