I, the first trainer of the new world

Chapter 1467 I want to play a game.

Because she was afraid that people who liked her would dislike her, she didn't want to expose the part of herself that wasn't liked by others.

Because she's afraid of turning back into her former self, she wants to forget that past version of herself that she doesn't accept.

"You don't seem very determined." Qianlin looked at Nazi's back.

Sabrina stood there, only her delicate back facing Chizuru, her long hair fluttering in the night wind. The wind in Alola always carried the scent of the sea, which some people liked and some people hated.

Naza... belongs to the kind of person you dislike.

"Where do I look indecisive?" She didn't turn around.

Qianlin sat on the recliner and said with a smile, "I'm not saying you're not firm about not authorizing me, but rather that you're not firm about running away from this issue."

Naz turned around and looked at him calmly: "I've already run away once, so I'm not much resistant to running away a second time. Although I'm tempted, I just can't do it."

"Really?" Qianlin picked up the water glass on the table and took a nice sip. "Actually, I don't really want to convince you. It would easily give you the illusion that I know you very well. Plus, I spread rumors that you are my third wife. If I completely convince you, it might leave a rather... important impression on you."

He put down his water glass and smiled at Naz: "Simply put, you might actually fall in love with me because of this misconception."

Nazi: "..."

What a shameless person.

"If I weren't outmatched by you, do you think I would let you spread rumors about me like this?" Sabrina replied speechlessly. "Fall in love with you? Crimson has a much higher chance of falling in love with you than I do."

“Ultraman Crimson is straight, I’m pretty sure of that,” Chibayashi said with a smile. “And so are you.”

Naz laughed in exasperation.

She turned around and sat down on another recliner, staring at Qianlin like a demon: "Then I'd like to hear what you have to say to make me fall in love with you!"

Every word he spoke, he gnashed his teeth.

Qianlin looked at her in surprise: "This is the first time I've ever heard of such a request."

"Will you talk or not!" Sabrina's eyes flashed blue, her superpowers manifesting as a dagger pointed directly at Chizuru.

Qianlin raised his hands in a French military salute: "Before that, Naz, don't you want to use your fate spoon to test it? It wouldn't be good if what I said really had some effect on you."

Sabrina withdrew her superpowers and placed the dagger on the table: "This kind of thing is unnecessary."

"Don't you believe in the spoon of fate anymore?" Qianlin asked in surprise.

"Hmph, the guidance of the spoon of fate is absolute." Sabrina crossed her arms, looking at Chizuru with apparent disdain. "Also, don't change the subject. Continue what you were saying. I'm quite curious to hear what you can say that would make me fall in love with you."

"Actually, that was just a provocation," Qianlin said with a smile. "Although I'm an abstract person, I'm actually quite timid. Even though I talk about having eight wives all day long, I'd actually chicken out if I were to do or say anything to you. Just like Karuni, I'm even a little afraid to slander her now."

Since saving Carlos twice, Karuni has been explicitly forbidden by the Carlos Alliance from retaliating against Chilin. In addition, Karuni herself is grateful to Chilin, so she no longer reacts strongly to Chilin's trash talk.

He even frequently uses Qianlin's witty remarks to tease other people.

Even Gardevoir sometimes gets teased by Karune, and Cynthia is the one who gets teased the most.

It was precisely this genuine attitude of treating the matter as a joke, not taking it seriously at all, and even actively making fun of it, that made Qianlin a little embarrassed to continue his banter.

We need people like Xiaojuer and Nazi to have a real sense of accomplishment when we're just talking big.

"Eight?" Naz's lips twitched. "Where did this eighth one come from?"

“Lulina, it’s a minor issue.” Qianlin took another sip of water. “That’s not the point. The point is that you need to know that although I’m a talkative, reckless, and abstract person, I’m essentially a good person. Saying that you would fall in love with me was just a pure provocation. I haven’t actually given up on getting your authorization.”

Sabrina certainly knew Lurina, a star model from Galar, a stunningly beautiful woman with dark skin, and also a Gym Leader like her, the Gym Leader of the Galar Waterway Arena, whose main character was a Milotic.

She and Lulina even did a photoshoot together. It has to be said, Galar's advertising fees are quite impressive.

Naza scoffed, "Scum, I will never give you authorization."

“Hey, I suggest you ask the Fate Spoon.” Chihaya looked at her. “Just like before, use the Fate Spoon to decide what you should do.”

In that instant, Naz finally realized something was wrong.

Her expression became slightly more serious as she looked at Qianlin without saying a word.

“You’re hesitating.” Qianlin smiled. “What’s making you hesitant isn’t the use of the Fate Spoon, but your fear that the Fate Spoon will give you an answer you can’t accept. You’re afraid it will make you come back to Yanxia with me, or give me authorization.”

"Who said that!" Sabrina exclaimed angrily, pulling a bent spoon from her pocket with her bare hand, her eyes already flashing with superpower energy.

But... there was no reaction.

The next second, she took a deep breath, straightened the bent spoon, crossed her arms and looked at Qianlin: "You're provoking me again, I won't fall for it again."

“Besides betrayal, there’s also deception.” Qianlin looked at Nazi. “You’re afraid that the people you care about will find out about your past and think you’re deceiving them.”

Naz gritted her teeth: "You..."

“I haven’t finished speaking yet.” Qianlin interrupted Nazi, extending his right hand with a coin in his palm. “There’s a saying in the hot summer that when faced with two choices, flipping a coin always works.”

Naza frowned as she looked at the coin in Qianlin's palm: "This coin doesn't have any special abilities. Its outcome is random and not guided by fate."

“Yes, but that’s not the point.” Qianlin nodded with a smile. “Nazi, let’s play a game. Use this coin instead of your spoon and use it to help me decide whether I should force the use of your past to make the game.”

"If it's positive, then regardless of whether you give me authorization or not, I will incorporate your past into my game."

Show Naz to both sides of the coin.

"If it's the other way around, I assure you, as the champion of the Summer League, that nothing related to you will appear in my game."

Then, with a gentle push of the right hand, it was tossed away.

"Wait..." Naza instinctively tried to stop her, but the coin had already been tossed into the air.

The coin tumbled in the air, attracting Naz's attention like a shining star. She stared intently at the coin, as if Qianlin had imprisoned her limbs and gagged her, rendering her unable to move or speak.

The coin flipped rapidly, surrounded by golden super-force, so fast that even superpowers couldn't see its movements.

Will it be positive?

Or... the opposite?

If it's a front view, then I...

Snapped--

Qianlin caught the coin with the back of his left hand, and covered it with his right hand.

Naza stared blankly at the coin, her hands clenched tightly together.