I Use Words to Save the World

In the eternal utopia of joy to death, "uselessness" is the only truth. Civilization is quietly decaying in the feast of nothingness. The technology that once touched the stars becomes the "guardian of civilization" and ruthlessly obliterates all "useful" sparks. Wu Yong was once an insignificant member of this numbing feast. Until he heard it - the last gift before civilization's death. A power that could subvert the rules awakened in his body: [Editor]. He can glimpse the essence of all things, extract, decompose, and reconstruct its core attributes. [The "toughness" of scrap iron] + [The "conduction" of running water] + [The "camouflage" of lies] = a "useless" masterpiece that can hide the truth from the sky. Standing on the podium of the "Star of Civilized Invention", he smiled brightly and held up the invention praised as "the most useless in history". The whole world cheered for him, celebrating that he had pushed the degradation of civilization to a new level. No one knew that the core of that piece of scrap metal was beating with the true hope that he stitched together countless "useless" words. No one even knew that an organization called the "Association for Helping the Mentally Handicapped" was spreading quietly in the darkest depths, relying on his "entries". Under the guise of eternal joy, a lonely war is going on to steal fire and reverse cognition. When the "civilization revision" looked at him again, Wu Yong knew that he had to use the next "great" waste to weave a bigger lie. This is the only weapon a lost civilization has given its last people.