Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Everyone living in this world is like a floating duckweed.

Even if there is a chance to take root, a gust of wind can blow away the roots that have been painstakingly planted, and they will once again embark on a path of no return.

"Rick..."

"Rick..."

In the dream, Rick called out to his grandfather, and the grandfather called out to Rick in return.

After the two called out each other's identical names, Grandpa turned around, his eyes filled with a long-suppressed pain that he could not release.

"You actually care, don't you?"

"I am a dream Rick created by Morty; everything I am comes from you."

So you're not the kind of person who doesn't care about anything.

Why do you say you don't care about this?

Rick's question in the dream remained unanswered.

After giving him a disdainful smile, Grandpa left the dream and returned to the real world.

When Rick takes off his helmet in the dream.

A portal had already opened in front of him.

"According to Rick's Law, two Ricks cannot coexist in one universe. If we stay in one universe for too long, we will grow to hate each other, so please leave!"

Looking at the portal emitting a glossy green light.

Rick in the dream world remained silent for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the portal.

After he had already stepped halfway inside the portal, when he saw the metropolis on the other side, his expression suddenly changed, becoming ferocious and terrifying.

Goodbye, Rick!

"You didn't expect that, did you! I'm not Dream Rick at all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the so-called 'Dream Rick' disguise was ripped off his face by an ugly hand, and a hideous face grinned at Grandpa.

The next second, it passed through the portal and entered that world.

"I knew you were Tzeentch...you still trying to fool me..."

Looking at the portal that was still in teleportation mode, Grandpa slowly closed the door, then picked up the bottle and drank the entire bottle of strong liquor in one gulp.

Then he looked up and laughed loudly.

That Tzeentch, who comes from Morty's subconscious, actually wants to play tricks on me?

You're overthinking it!

Aside from Rick the idiot, even Rick the fruit farmer, Rick the repairman, and Rick the cleaner all maintain a strange uniformity.

That is...

You think you deserve all the explanations I have to give you?

Take it or leave it!

Based on this suspicious point alone, Grandpa made a simple deduction and knew that Morty's subconscious impression of him was definitely not the patient and willing-to-explain persona he had just portrayed.

How could such a dramatic reversal have occurred when the image of things only getting worse had only worsened?

Pooh!

Trying to outsmart me? You're still a long way off!

Morty and Sammy are indeed too young.

If you can't even notice such a small detail, you really need to practice Morty more when you have time. And... while you're at it, bring Sammy along too!

After all, that loser has already been sent to Jerry's boarding school.

Then Beth can focus on her work, heal her emotional wounds, and find a new beginning in her life.

He led the two of them before the turbulent times arrived...

Ugh! More tech stuff to do. I hate R&D...

Just thinking about how many high-tech props would be needed made Grandpa's head ache. He was originally a Rick who preferred to play with routines and theories.

Compared to Rick, who is almost all-around capable like C137, it is naturally far inferior.

The possibility of the fire of the divine kingdom being ignited is now increasing.

I'm going to lose a bunch of brain cells first!

Faced with the call to the workbench, Grandpa, who disliked doing things himself, asked the AI ​​to come out and help him out. He also took out the Death Crystal that he had been keeping in his pocket.

Tzeentch, that scoundrel...

So what if he's digging holes for three hundred things with just one sentence?

I can see hundreds of ways I will die in a second.

Who was really scheming against whom?

Meanwhile, Tzeentch, standing in the Mirror City, discovered that the metropolis was completely deserted, and he immediately flew into the sky.

Upon discovering himself in a universe where all stars had been destroyed and not a single life form existed, he roared to the heavens, "Rick! You sworn enemy!!!"

Just then, the great demon Stein, who had come out from one of the portals in the Mirror City, saw the hideously ugly creature in the sky.

"Jesus! How can this guy be so ugly?"

Chapter 134 This time it really wasn't an adventure.

"Ha! It's not a dream after all!"

"Sigh... these days, even getting a good night's sleep is really not easy."

The next day, Morty woke up in bed, still somewhat traumatized by the King in Yellow. He first tried mind control.

After carefully confirming that I was not dreaming.

Only then did I relax.

I got up lazily, dressed, went downstairs to the kitchen refrigerator, took out a bottle of Coke, and walked towards the TV while drinking it.

However, like the 996 workers who are happy to have a weekend off, he turned on the TV and indulged in the brief numbing relaxation brought by virtual entertainment.

Instead, I started to think about everything that had happened during that period.

Everything that had happened during this period rushed towards him like a tidal wave, leaving him no time to react or think.

After all, this was before the reality show was released.

I have never dealt with so many things in such a short period of time.

Now I have some free time.

Morty, of course, had to start reviewing the situation.

He felt that his grandfather's emotional breakdown was the starting point for everything.

Morty didn't get a definite answer from Grandpa about what caused his emotional breakdown, or whether that breakdown was a show he orchestrated himself.

Because the former never mentioned many things to me.

Even the great demon Stein only made his appearance after Grandpa's soul entered the non-material world.

Therefore, Morty could only use his grandfather's emotional breakdown as a starting point to begin his thinking.

After the breakdown, he chose to commit suicide and hid in the non-material world to rest. Then he had to come out again. As soon as he returned, he organized a family adventure. In that adventure, the one who chose where to go was Sangmei. In the end, it was Jerry who aroused everyone's disgust. When he returned home again, he had a dream and encountered the King in Yellow.

Morty thought that if we followed this line of thought...

He felt that his grandfather was subtly kicking Jerry out of "Rich and Happy."

As long as... as long as he can allow Sangmei to choose a world where male and female identities are switched...

Everything that followed was perfectly logical.

After all, everyone knows that Jerry is a loser, and because he lost his job, he has been staying at home for a long time, and all he knows is to fight with his grandfather for the position of head of the family.

Imagine sending Jerry to a world where men don't need to work and can simply wait at home for women to support them. Anyone with a brain knows how happy that guy would be!

In this way.

When male and female identities are swapped, everything in the world becomes logical.

I absolutely despise men who rely on women, especially those who do so without any moral boundaries...

Even gigolos have more backbone than Jerry!

Once this matter is over.

The King in Yellow's dream invasion doesn't require much effort.

After all, the house's defense system was built by Grandpa himself. If he wanted to leave room for intrusion, then the King in Yellow would surely be able to sneak in.

Perhaps, the reason why those Great Old Ones were able to travel from the Kreece universe to the C167 universe was because Grandpa was deliberately leading the way!

When one's dreams are distorted.

The moment of truth has arrived for Jerry!

First, she physically assaulted Jerry, which led to a breakdown in their relationship.

With just a little bit of reverse psychology, Grandpa could make this loser, who always hides behind his wife, children, and grandpa when something goes wrong, think that this is a chance to mend the father-son relationship!

'Jerry, think about it. Morty's trapped in his dream right now. If you step in to rescue him now, he... hehe! Right?'

'Don't worry! It's just a dream! How could you get hurt in a dream?'

Think about your nightmares. When you wake up, you don't find any injuries on your body.

Go! Go!

Thinking about what Grandpa might say, Morty knew that even if Old K could only send one person into his dream, he would only send Jerry in, instead of Sammy or Beth!

One is a doting mother, the other is a domineering older sister.

Who isn't more reliable than Jerry?