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... Xiao’ai picked up the card that had fallen onto her lap and looked at it.
"Why is there a photo of me and my name on it?"
"This is an ID card, yours." He held her, looking at the ID card in Wen Xiao’ai’s hand, a smile on his lips.
"ID card?"
"Yes, it’s an identification document. We humans use this to prove our identity. With this, you are just like us."
"Really like you?" Wen Xiao’ai looked up at him, obviously doubtful.
"Yeah, if I say you’re the ...
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