An_Ineloquent_Pen

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 Legendary Janitor

F*ck, how did a perfectly good table suddenly have a hole in it?

Mouth agape, Di Tou tried to process what was happening.

Err… This didn't seem like it would buffer out, should he buy a new table? Would Mu Di Bai believe him if he said there was always a hole there?

Also just what the f*ck had happened? It wasn't like the table had splintered or cracked. There just simply wasn't anything where there used to be something before.

What the f*ck was Qi made out of? (Oh Di Tou, you innocent child.)

Making a mental note he should visit the carpenter again to try to get a similar looking table, Di Tou dismissed the thought from his head for the moment.

Rethinking over the information, Di Tou had a slightly better sense as to how to use the Qi, for the most part it would respond to his command, and even if he stood still he could emit bits of Qi from any parts of his body.

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