Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

In his dream, Rick needs a true cleaner to deal with Morty's subconscious and to try to create a subconscious transfer machine.

Freddy Krueger... the dream cleaner of our world...

Chapter 126 Death Crystal

"Hey! Those two guys have already left, why hasn't Morty woken up yet?"

"I reckon neither of them would have the guts to really hurt Morty."

"Could it be that Morty has some kind of illness?"

After sensing the departure of the Yellow King and the giant toad, Old K noticed that Morty had not yet woken up. Fearing that his grandfather would blame him, he immediately activated his survival instinct and preemptively asked the question.

If Grandpa can't solve the problem himself and insists on dwelling on Cthulhu, then he might kill Cthulhu to vent his anger.

Then we'll have nowhere to complain...

Grandpa, whose IQ lock had already been broken in one place, gave this guy, who was full of survival instincts, a big eye roll.

Do you really think I'm stupid?

You Great Old Ones were the main background figures in a major episode of a reality show, so of course I know about you.

Do you think I don't know whether they've left or not?

The problem now is no longer just the King in Yellow and his few friends.

The question is why Morty hasn't woken up yet, and why the fire of the divine kingdom doesn't seem to have been ignited.

What exactly went wrong?

You can't exactly say Morty fell asleep!

Grandpa's gaze lingered on Old Ke for a long time, until the latter's breathing became like a blower, and only then did his gaze leave him.

"Looks like we need to know what happens next first."

Grandpa muttered something, took out the teleportation gun, opened a portal, grabbed Old Ke by the collar, and walked over there.

Old Ke, who thought he had escaped a calamity, turned three times paler in an instant when he saw his grandfather silently open a portal and take him away. His legs went weak.

As he was pulled forward, he looked at his beloved wife, Kasogesa, with a gaze that held three parts longing, three parts deep love, and four parts farewell.

Despite being unable to speak due to fear, the vocal cords, in coordination with the opening and closing of the lip muscles, slowly uttered a silent sentence.

I love you...until death do us part...

Moved by the scene of life and death before their eyes, Sammy and Beth immediately spoke up to plead for Old K.

"Rick! Cthulhu has done everything he was supposed to do. You don't need to kill him out of spite, do you?"

"Yes, Grandpa! Old Ke has lived next door to us for quite some time now. When he lived next door, almost all those stupid thieves in the community disappeared without a trace. What a great neighbor he was!"

Grandpa stopped upon hearing this, turning back with some confusion to ask, "What? What do you mean, kill him? What are you talking about... um..."

Halfway through his sentence, Grandpa glanced at Old Ke, whose forehead bore the words "I will love you to the death," and then kicked the little guy in the shin.

Damn it, can you please stop bringing this into scenarios you shouldn't be bringing into?

He's the face of the Cthulhu universe, after all!

Can't you have some self-consciousness about your image?

Don't make a scene for no reason!

"Don't worry, I'm taking him away, not to kill him."

After saying that, Grandpa didn't say anything more. He led Old Ke through the portal and they arrived at an area that was clearly an open-pit mine.

Scattered blue crystals were found on the hard black rock.

"Alright, let's get to work. I need a Death Crystal."

Bang~

A metal pickaxe was thrown in front of Old K.

Old K, a local deity, looked at the crystal less than ten meters away from him, and then at the iron pickaxe in front of his feet.

"This kind of hard labor shouldn't be done..."

"Ok?"

"...It shouldn't have been you, Grandpa Rick! I'll be your assistant! You can rest assured!"

"Hmm, not bad, not bad."

Watching the former leader of the evil god pick up a pickaxe and start digging for crystals, Grandpa took out a bottle of liquor from his pocket.

Smelling the pungent smell of alcohol, he felt nauseous and disgusted, and moved the bottle away from him.

This is a normal physiological reaction after intelligence is unlocked.

The inevitable consequence of increased control over self-awareness and the body.

Your body is already starting to resist alcohol!

Damn, after this is all over, I think I'll keep my intelligence locked up, otherwise it'll be incredibly difficult to even numb myself.

Grandpa put the wine bottle away, looking somewhat unhappy.

A few minutes later, Old Ke looked at his grandfather in shock. Holding a piece of blue crystal, he walked unsteadily, like a drunkard.

Grandpa, who knew exactly what the Death Crystal was for, talked while moving his body erratically.

"Do you feel like with every step you take forward, you see a different way you'll die?"

"And my constantly shifting posture every second, the ever-changing thoughts of killing you in my mind, make you see even more of your own demise."

"That's right, the purpose of this Death Crystal is to allow you to see countless futures of yourself."

"But you also know that once you become addicted to it, you'll inevitably live in a painful cycle forever, right?"

Old Ke, who had good self-control, suppressed his urge to know 'how he died' after hearing the story and threw the crystal in front of his grandfather.

Then, with a loud shout to the sky, he released the large amount of negative emotions that had accumulated in his heart in just a few seconds.

Nothing can compare to life and death.

Especially death...

Because how one is born is something that cannot be controlled by humans.

But death can be avoided and controlled as much as possible.

In those few short seconds, Old K had already seen thousands of possible ways he would die, but he didn't find a single ending where he would die of old age.

Almost without exception, they were all engaged in fierce and desperate battles.

His enemies range from his grandfather to other Ricks, even Morty, and other strange alien races.

If you avoid A, you'll face B; if you dodge EFG, you'll face ZXC.

Especially in that last second, all Old K saw were the swarms of fly-men from the Galactic Empire, who actually annihilated him alive with the sheer number of people they wiped out in the interstellar age.

All of this seems to foreshadow...

He, Cthulhu, only ever dies in battle; he will never lie in bed, leaving this world that belongs to the living amidst the weeping and blessings of his children.

"Alright, stop thinking about it now. In the entire multiverse, your lifespan is already among the kind that's been lived to the fullest."

Instead of worrying about how you'll die, live in the present.

"Forehead..."

Cthulhu, somewhat unaccustomed to the old man suddenly starting to spout platitudes, was momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

Is it better to say that you will live a good life?

still...

Fortunately, after Grandpa picked up the Death Crystal, Old K no longer needed to think about this problem.

Because Grandpa was unusually clenching his teeth.

This old man, who usually maintained a refined and scholarly demeanor, was now walking towards the teleportation portal with a murderous aura.

Old Ke quickly followed.

As soon as I got back to the garage, I saw Grandpa starting to work on the workbench.

What exactly happened?

Chapter 127 The future?

what happened?

Of course something big happened!

After Grandpa picked up the Death Crystal, he witnessed a scene that chilled him to the bone.

To be honest, I'm not afraid of Cthulhu and his gang of little bastards, the four Chaos Gods, and other miscellaneous deities, because these guys will be assimilated by the law of assimilation once they leave their own universe.

For example, Cthulhu's indescribable power would be significantly weakened in other universes.

Beneath the sea in the dead of night, what are those eyes that glow red?

Go to hell!

I'll just blast your octopus face to smithereens with one shot!

I'll make sure you're reincarnated as a psychologist, spending your whole life treating people with thalassophobia!

Therefore, even the Four Gods of Chaos.

For Grandpa, they are all a bit troublesome, but if they really have the will to kill and are determined to get rid of the other party, we can handle it.

Only this divine fire.

Once it's lit...

Not to mention the outer universe, even within our own universe, there are countless planets with their own systems of deity worship.

Some of these deities are real.