Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Let's start with the history.

So the three of them took one last look at the loser who was frozen solid, and who was already dead even after thawing.

Another loooooooooser has been lost in this universe!

that is really good!

In high spirits, the three boarded a nearby bus and headed straight for the Hermuel Library.

This great library, located in Hermuel, was established in Hermuel thousands of years ago. By continuously increasing the height of its lower level, it has been ensured that it remains on the surface of the planet!

So this place isn't difficult to get to, it's just a bit far.

After all, every region of the planet has been transformed into various functional zones, with not a single inch of space wasted.

After taking a bus, transferring to a small jet airship, and walking for another ten minutes, Morty saw the largest library he had ever seen in his life!

No! This is a city within a city!

Unlike traditional libraries, which like to house all their books in a building and place them on rows of tall wooden shelves, this is different.

The books collected from countless universes are not meant to be contained in a single building. Not to mention the cost, the sheer weight of the building alone would make it even more difficult to raise it again in the future.

Therefore, the libraries here are distinguished by the principle of one library per universe.

After all, any civilization that reaches the stage of collective intelligence can produce millions of books in just one year.

If this civilization continues for a longer period of time, the number of books will be almost enormous.

Why can't the knowledge of pig farming be compiled into books so that future generations can systematically and comprehensively learn some knowledge from books?

Therefore, the rows of buildings of different styles located around the four-lane road contain treasures recorded in books by countless civilizations throughout the universe.

Of course, aside from those who enjoy being unexpectedly awakened and choose to browse through the books one by one, most people come here to find the books they want through the library's search engine.

At the self-service holographic panel at the street corner, Morty searched for the keyword 'Fire of the Divine Kingdom' and was startled by the tens of millions of results.

There are so many books, especially since each source is a different universe.

One can imagine just how far-reaching the impact of that great war between humans and gods was!

"Alright, stop searching with such vague keywords. Just search for how to eliminate or extinguish the flames of the divine kingdom. I think it's almost closing time."

Reminded by his grandfather, Morty also saw many readers hurrying away from the city within a city.

The completely blocked road proves that this section and a large section of the nearby road have fallen into a state of heavy traffic.

Morty quickly searched using the keywords his grandfather had given him.

The result of this search...

The source listed as the first book is...C167!!!

“Jesus! It’s him!”

"Fuck! Why is it in our universe?! And it was written by C167 Rick?!"

"How can this book, titled 'The Fire of the Kingdom of God: Conflict and Harmony Between the World of Faith and the World of Materiality,' possibly be related to extinguishing the fire of the kingdom of god?"

Chapter 180 Inside the Library

"Okay, we've arrived at the entrance of the C167 Space Library. Before we go in and look at that book, does anyone have anything to say?"

Before entering the gate of the light blue stone building, Grandpa solemnly asked a question that left everyone somewhat puzzled.

This unusual behavior immediately made Morty realize that something else was going on.

After thinking for a second, he said, "Don't worry, C167 has nothing to do with me, Morty. What we see inside won't affect our relationship."

It seemed that with this assurance, Grandpa didn't say anything more.

The three arrived just before closing time. The librarian, nearing forty-five, advised them in a frail voice, "Young people, now is not a good time for reading."

"So you believe that everything in life can be prepared in advance?" Grandpa asked the frail, fly-like old woman, squinting his eyes.

"Why not?"

"There are always unexpected things that happen that are beyond our control, aren't there?"

"Isn't all helplessness simply because we're not strong enough? So why not prepare thoroughly beforehand?"

"So, the difficulties that appear before you are always the kind you can handle? And the difficulties you can't handle will never appear?"

I watched as Grandpa inexplicably started chatting with a fly-like person.

Morty, assuming he was just having another fit of madness, didn't stop. He took the library's internal elevator to the fifth floor, then headed to Section A, where he found the book by C167 on a three-meter-high bookshelf.

"Ugh..."

Thinking about C167, who was killed by his grandfather, one's heart inevitably feels a little heavy.

To be honest, he only ever believes half of what a certain old man says; it's an instinctive reaction after being ripped off for the past six months.

So what secrets might this book hold?

Considering that I wasn't forbidden from reading this book, this was probably completely unnecessary.

So Morty, with a heart full of excitement, opened the book.

The preface on the first page boldly proclaims, "I don't know when I'll see Morty again. I truly hope that when he grows up, he can have a new life thanks to these books I left behind, because Rick and Morty is an endless, painful curse."

This unexpected remark left Morty frozen in place for about ten seconds, like a statue, until Tzeentch approached and brought him back to his senses.

He showed this short preface to Tzeentch.

The pink-haired young woman sighed with a hint of melancholy, then tore the page off with her hand and stuffed it into her pocket.

Let bygones be bygones.

"He's no longer in this world. Even if he were still alive, when he found out you were involved with Grandpa, he would only feel betrayed."

“Yeah…” Morty replied sullenly.

Although he knew Tzeentch was right, he inadvertently glimpsed the few words C167 had left in this world, as well as his affection for his grandson.

This inevitably led Morty to compare his grandfather with C167.

As is well known, almost none of Ricks have the habit of writing books, much less leaving behind anything that symbolizes hope for anyone.

Rick and his ilk, who embrace nihilism, don't care about what happens after they die.

To use a less flattering phrase...

What? You're so serious about your descendants, do you have a throne to leave to him?

Think about how disobedient you were to your parents when you were young, and how many mistakes you made. Do you really think that the silly boy you gave birth to would never do anything wrong?

C167 did it, and he may have even written more than one book!

By this time, Morty had managed to keep his composure. He flipped through the book and soon discovered that C167 had indeed put a lot of effort into the book he had left for him.

Not only are there no fancy industry jargon, but there's also no boring or tedious content; it only features humorous examples and guided content throughout.

Enthralled, Morty read on for a full fifty pages before stopping.

"So, what did you find?"

"I've been patiently waiting for Morty," she asked expectantly.

Having figured out the gist of Morty's situation, he asked Tzeentch, "How much do you want to become a true god, and are you willing to pay the price?"

Having already learned what kind of thing "Teleportation" was, Tzeentch immediately clutched her chest and jumped back, looking at him with an expression as if he were a pervert.

"Can't you be satisfied with dozens of goddesses?"

"You're actually going to attack your own subconscious!"

"How perverted!"

Morty: "If you smear me again, I'll kick you off the fifth floor."

Tzeentch: "Explain yourself clearly!"

Seeing that Tzeentch had clearly misunderstood him, Tzeentch turned to page 25 of the book, making this guy who really thought of himself as a woman read it carefully.

After spending some time figuring out the whole story, Jianqi put the book down with some confusion.

"If this method of passing on the fire can actually be accomplished with just a ritual, then why did Grandpa make you play ball with those goddesses in the first place?"

"Either he doesn't know, or he did it on purpose. Anyway, it doesn't matter. Do you want it?"

"No, thank you. I don't want to be treated like a boss by a bunch of fly-men."

The divine fire, which almost all the gods coveted, was rejected by Tzeentch, who expressed her disdain for it.

This starkly contrasted with his previous attitude on the spaceship, where he desperately wanted the Flame of the Gods, leaving Morty somewhat puzzled.

I know why you'll ask why, so I'll tell you in advance.

"After transitioning to womanhood, I lost the mindset I had in my asexual state. It's not that I don't want to become stronger now, but rather that I'm tired of these things."

"Once I accept the fire of the divine kingdom, no matter where I hide, I will be killed once all the true gods have been slaughtered."

"Scheming and intrigue are boring. After you take me out of here, I'll find a spaceship and explore the C167 universe first."

Looking at the pink-haired girl standing between two rows of bookshelves, wearing a white dress, and seeing the longing for a peaceful and beautiful life on her face, Morty couldn't help but feel envious.

Tzeentch's animated expression, her face illuminated by the overhead fluorescent light, made Morty feel as if he were back in his university library from a past life.

In the same environment, a girl once described to him her hopes for a bright future.

"Hey? Are you stupid? Why are you staring at me with that perverted grin?"

Morty, who was smiling, came to his senses only to see Tzeentch looking at him with a perverted expression, standing twenty meters away.

Chapter 181 Passing the Flame

"I've made up my mind. After this is over, I'm going to take a break and go on a more relaxing and enjoyable adventure somewhere else. You'd better not try to trick me again, or we'll definitely fall out this time!"

"No problem, I've also been feeling really tired lately. Once this is over, let's arrange a cosmic-level massage, some delicious drinks, and your favorite disco, how about that?"

"I feel like you're trying to trick me..."

When Morty found his grandfather, he said that he had been troubled enough lately and that he needed a vacation with the highest level of security, where there could be no accidents, after the Hermesel matter was resolved.