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... a handed a piece of paper to Ye Zi’an. "Can you tell what this is?"
"A box!"
Yang Chuxia glared at him, "Of course it’s a box, but look here!"
"Are these words engraved on it?" It wasn’t Ye Zi’an’s fault that he couldn’t understand; he hadn’t seen any modern stuff, let alone Arabic numerals.
"Let me tell you, this is a password, kind of like the mechanisms we talk about today," said Yang Chuxia. "This is a password-protected box that you can set your own password ...
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