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?
Standing by the side of the street and squatting, Di Tou looked at the disturbed dirt and sighed. It had been almost two weeks, and not even a sprout had appeared. Although it was probably still too early, Di Tou couldn't help but feel some doubt. Perhaps the dirt here wasn't suitable for plant growth? Or maybe he had planted it wrong? But looking at the various assorted growths here and there, that didn't seem to be the case. And in the end, how wrong could one plant a seed?
Standing up and stretching, Di Tou shook his head and decided to forget it. Anyways, it was just a test. If it grew, that was for the best, but there was no point thinking too much about it. Anyways, thinking about it, it was probably for the best if they ended up growing out after he had advanced into the Golden Core stage.