Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

He decisively went inside and helped his grandfather up.

"Come out here for a second. I feel like something's not right. Don't do anything stupid."

"Hmm? This is probably just a shop to get rid of minor ailments, what could be wrong with that? Why are you so tense? Don't you know we came here to relax?"

Upon hearing his grandfather's words, Morty indeed realized that he was getting nervous again.

But what can we do?

Who wouldn't be under immense pressure and stress every day while working alongside Rick Sanchez?

"Alright, alright, I think you need to calm down a bit. How about we check out this shop? Maybe they have some ideas?"

Feeling that his grandfather's words made some sense, Morty went inside as well.

Seeing the two return, the fishman breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't even tried to stop them when they left, not because he didn't want to, but because he knew his special procedure was indeed a bit frightening...

Other stores, starting with their decor, use pure wood structures to give most people who have ventured into outer space a return to a primitive era.

The first step is to relax, which involves targeted color and scent.

Applying color-shifting paint to all areas, using a softer tone, can prevent others from feeling tense about the space.

The aroma that permeates the entire store is infused with relaxing herbal burning substances.

My own shop...

The decor was like something out of a science fiction movie, with silver metal walls, rows of chairs, and oversized helmets that fit the look of most alien race science fiction thrillers.

The guy, who was already considering whether to hire a designer, was naturally excited to see Morty and Grandpa back!

Since they're willing to come back, they're naturally our first batch of customers!

With an even more enthusiastic attitude than before, he invited the two to sit down. After saying that the whole process was very quick, the young man walked to the control panel.

I tapped a few times on the screen.

A tiny bolt of lightning, barely visible to the naked eye even when frozen in time, struck Morty and his grandfather on the head.

hiss!

Once the tingling sensation subsided, Morty, who had been tense, immediately relaxed. His mood improved, and he no longer saw the world as full of pitfalls as before.

"Jesus, this feels so good..."

"I was wrong, your machine is really great. It helped me get rid of my anxiety. So, do you sell this?"

Seeing that our first batch of customers were incredibly interested in this machine after trying it out, we were amazed.

The fishman's eyes reddened, and he almost burst into tears on the spot.

He has devoted a full year to all of this, and spent nearly 30 million on development. If he can't make money within three months, he will not only have to go back to the Fishman Kingdom, but he will also have to work non-stop to pay off his debts for the rest of his life!

Now, with Morty and his grandpa giving him a thumbs up, he knows that his efforts... were worthwhile!

at the same time.

In a certain space, Morty, whose entire body was green and whose eyes were filled with frenzy and anger, tried with utter disgust to wipe away the mud-like, faintly green-glowing things on his body.

No matter how I try to wipe it off, I can't get it off!

"Stop wiping! We've been kicked out of their personalities! They want to give up their bad side? Then we absolutely have to go back!!!"

On a mountain of garbage, Grandpa grinned maliciously, looking up at the sky filled with floating green clouds, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Chapter 189 Strange Changes

"The changes in you two are really strange..."

"Yeah, it's really strange. I feel out of place with you two... What's wrong with you two? Did you have another fight?"

As soon as things at the bathhouse were over, Grandpa's post-bath entertainment began as scheduled: a galactic train that would soon be sightseeing and stopping at various famous tourist attractions in the C167 universe!!!

Seeing this old-fashioned steam train with more than twenty carriages hanging behind the locomotive, slowly landing in front of me in the space without tracks, with a 'choo-choo' sound.

Grandpa, who spent a lot of money to have the Galaxy Train rerouted to pick up people at the bathhouse, was smiling smugly.

Morty looked at his grandfather with admiration and said incredulously, "Grandpa Rick, this retro-style train is amazing! Where did you get it? It's incredible!"

"My dear grandson Morty, this is a train that Grandpa specially chose for this family trip, a train full of laughter and joy," Grandpa said with a kind smile, playfully ruffling Morty's hair.

Looking at these two inexplicably crazy people, Sangmei and Beth couldn't help but shiver, not out of fear, but out of embarrassment.

Given that the grandfather and grandson often made sarcastic remarks during their previous arguments, they realized that there was something wrong with their way of speaking.

Sangmei and Beth only said a few words, reminding them not to cause any more trouble on the road after they left the bathhouse.

Then they just ignored this sudden change in attitude.

In a bathhouse, over a glass of red wine, Beth talked until she broke down, then successfully transferred her negative energy to others, and in a good mood, she was the first to board the train.

Of course, I didn't forget to bring the wine glasses either.

Sang Mei, with a calm expression, had spent several hours in the sauna filled with nerve stimulants. Even her hair had been marinated in the nerve agents. She was already going further and further down the road of breaking human limits.

Finally, there's Morty and Grandpa...

"Grandpa, you're getting old. Let me help you upstairs. Don't fall."

"Motty, you're too young to do these things for an old man like me. I'm still quite healthy, you go first, I'll protect you from behind."

"No, no, no, Grandpa, respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue, that's true, but I'm already fourteen years old, and I'll be an adult in four more years. It's you who's getting older every day. I... I want to spend more time with you... Waaah! Grandpa, I can't bear to part with you!!!"

"Morty! Me too! My dear grandson! I'm getting older every day! Just thinking about how I won't be able to see your wedding, the birth of your children, or the birth of your grandchildren... I... I really can't bear to part with you!!!"

The sight of the grandfather and grandson suddenly bursting into tears outside the carriage door caused the only train attendant who witnessed the entire incident to break out in a cold sweat.

From an artistic point of view, the scene of the two of you, an old man and a child, embracing and weeping in front of this old-fashioned steam train, could be perfect if a few people in military uniforms stood next to you, along with a German Shepherd.

This is definitely a classic anti-war photograph that's worthy of winning awards.

The problem is, we're a sightseeing bus!

Can you two please stop ruining our cheerful and relaxed atmosphere?

Laugh! Laugh!

Laugh!

A few minutes later, Sangmei, whose neck veins were bulging, was called over from her bunk by the flight attendant. After glancing at the situation outside the train, she dragged the two shameful guys into the carriage with the help of the flight attendant.

As soon as we boarded, the carriage door closed immediately, and the impatient driver set off, heading straight for our next destination—Asgard Falls!

At the connection between carriages sixteen and fifteen, Morty, who had just been slapped several times by Sangmei, covered his face and trembled with fear as he asked, "Sister, why did you hit me? I didn't do anything wrong!"

"Enough!!! I don't want to hear what you're saying!!!"

Not wanting to listen to someone's nagging, Sangmei shut the other person up and walked towards the middle without looking back.

I came here to relax, not to deal with you two, who suddenly went crazy!

If this whole trip is just about taking care of the two of you, I might as well just get off the bus, go back to the bathhouse and soak until you come back, and then we can go home together!

Sangmei left.

Grandpa walked over with a pained expression. He reached out to touch Morty's face, but then, thinking that it might hurt Morty more, he took out an emergency spray for severe bleeding.

After spraying it a few times, I saw the redness and swelling subside quickly.

The scene that drove the flight attendant to the brink of jumping off the train has played out once again...

"Morty, does it still hurt?"

"No, Grandpa, I don't feel any pain at all."

"How could Sangmei do this? She was so cruel to you, slapping your face until it was swollen. It's outrageous! I have to reason with her today!"

"Forget it! Grandpa, my sister must have her reasons. After all, she's only had one boyfriend so far, which is quite a failure in high school. Why don't we help her find a good-natured and handsome man on this train?"

"Okay! Great!"

Flight attendant: "I really want to hit someone... I have to hold back... I can't lose this job..."

Watching the grandfather and grandson walk towards the next carriage, the train attendant returned to her work area, took out her medical kit from her personal belongings, pulled out two blood pressure pills, and threw them directly into her mouth.

She felt that if Morty and her grandfather didn't leave and continued to act out their grandfather-grandson relationship in front of her, she would have to be rushed to the emergency room.

"Um...is that a blood pressure medication? Could I have one?"

Sangmei, who appeared out of nowhere, saw the cardboard box in the flight attendant's hand and said she wanted one too.

Of course, part of her discomfort was due to anger at those two bastards, and another part was because she had inhaled too many psychedelic drugs at the bathhouse. Now that she was on a train traveling at lightning speed, she was bound to feel unwell.

"certainly"

When the flight attendant handed the cardboard box to Sangmei, their fingertips touched, and a current flowed through Sangmei's body—a strange electric shock sensation.

Sang Mei was surprised. She clearly remembered that she only had this feeling when she met a boy she liked and had a physical conflict with him.

Why would I feel this electric shock-like sensation when I encounter an alien that looks almost exactly like a human...?

Did I never realize that I liked...?

Looking at the woman in front of her, who was 1.75 meters tall, fair-skinned, beautiful, with long legs and short hair, Sangmei thought to herself...

"Sorry, I forgot to turn off my anti-passenger harassment device, it gave you a shock."

"Oh..."

Chapter 190 Different People

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What the hell is this place?! It feels like a collection of all the bad things in the world!!!"

"Damn it! You old geezer! Use your pig brain! Think of a way out for me!! Otherwise, I'll fly up and fuck you! %@#@@！#@%@！#@!!!!"

"Is that so? Then you're a paramecium spewing pus from a mouth that even shit would find disgusting. You have the guts to curse, so you should find your own way back! Otherwise, you'd better shut up, or I'll @Y*#@&*@#&*@#&* you stupid donkey in a heartbeat!"

In a mysterious space, a furious Morty and a furious Grandpa are standing in a muddy field, exchanging barbs.

The two had been trapped here for half an hour, and during that half hour they hadn't done anything but verbally try to outdo each other.

However, in his current state, Morty, with his verbal sparring skills at full power, possesses a level of verbal prowess that is almost on par with his grandfather.

The stalemate has gradually evolved into a chaotic free-for-all where anyone who backs down is considered a coward, a stage for the treacherous, mother-hunting frenzy, a family tree review, and a battle for supremacy.