The Cosmic Recycling Mission

Humanity accidentally brought its own civilization to ruin, leaving behind only three children who knew nothing and a supercomputer.

Luckily, they became a team and went to a place called the Universe Particle Administration Bureau.

They were given the name Silver Universe Team by the Plastic Ones. They grew up together, went to school, and became the next generation of universe recycling inspectors.

They traveled through all kinds of dying, diseased universes to carry out recycling missions, and eventually uncovered the secret of their own existence.

When you’re sick, you need treatment. Otherwise, you won’t be able to enjoy the last glow of sunset brought by ultimate technology. We would rather watch you be reborn after dying of old age than see you disappear forever, tortured by “illness” and full of regret.

I’m very sorry. I posted this story without thinking it through, and the plot became so muddled that I couldn’t keep writing. To avoid letting down the three friends who invested in my novel, I’ve changed the title and redesigned the plot. The outline is complete and my ideas are clear. This time, I won’t make the same mistake again.