Space Copies Everything, I Fish to Save the World

My name is Shen Yan, and I'm in some trouble. First, I got hit by a car, but I didn't die. Secondly, I got a mysterious space that could replicate the power of an elephant, the regeneration of a gecko, and even the genes of a mythical beast, which was nice. Then, I was forced to "go to work" and became an "inspector" responsible for fixing bugs in the universe, and began to "work overtime" in various weird parallel worlds. My colleague is an AI from an ancient civilization that has lived for hundreds of millions of years. His daily job is to issue me tasks and complain that I am too lazy. My clients include but are not limited to: conscious demons who are fed up with negative energy, super AIs that use humans as batteries, and a group of aliens who have been fighting jihad for the sweetness and saltiness of tofu for hundreds of years... Oh, by the way, my destined wife's soul seems to be at the level of a creation god. So... This is a passionate (?) Story about the strongest "salted fish" in the universe, who had to fish to save the world in order to "retire" as soon as possible.