From Living in the World to Killing Gods

My death, no, to be precise, is not considered death. In their eyes, it is the beginning of a new life, a "new life" that they have "envied" for a long time. But to me, it is a nightmare. If it is really a nightmare, that would be great. Like the ship of theseus When all the components of an object are gradually replaced, is it still the same object? If not, at what point did it "become" another object? If so, what determines its "identity"? Lin Bing, a person whose name suggests he is very unlucky, has always had his teeth stuck in his teeth when he drank cold water since he was a child. One day, a thing calling itself "the system" threw him here, and he started on a hellish difficulty level - an orphan in the slums, malnourished, with a emaciated body at the age of 15. The system also required him to be admitted to the Wellman School, the top aristocratic college in the league. "Are you serious? I come from a slum, and I'm going to compete with those young men who were born with silver spoons in their mouths?" The system is indifferent: "Don't use your brains, just work hard." Demining: Pseudo time travel, micro-millionaires. It's fantasy, just take a look, don't substitute it into reality, it's biased towards cyberspace and illogical. If you don't like it, don't spray it by mistake. If you don't like it, don't spray it.