My 100 Clones

A word grows in the palm of my hand. There is an extra number on the back of the hand. A text message was sent from the number: "You are the clone number 500. You will die within three days." The rich man Lin Qianchen originally lived a life dominated by logic and data, until a woman who claimed to be his "previous wife" broke into the dinner party and claimed to be from 202 BC. The boxing champion came from the late Ming Dynasty and wanted to break his spine - to pay off his debt in the next life. Taoist priests, monks, and hackers came one after another. Some came to save him, some came to kill him, and some said: "I am not someone else, I am you." All the clones were approaching him. The first clone has lived for five thousand years. His name is 001. He was waiting for Lin Qianchen to come to him. 100 Clones, 100 abilities, 100 causal entanglements. I'm not alone. Neither are you.