Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Besides, this wasn't an impulsive act.

The situation is now completely clear.

That old man Cthulhu with grand plans was trying to conceive an extremely disgusting monster through Xerath's belly.

They also used soul chains to bind all these Great Old Ones to the same vehicle.

As for Grandpa's attitude...

Even if all the Kelp monsters on the battlefield die, it's all worth it as long as we can take care of the child in Kelp's belly!

"So what do we do?"

Morty, who had already arrived at the corner of the main hall with his grandfather, rubbed his hands excitedly, looking very much looking forward to his grandfather's great victory.

But at this time, Grandpa resorted to the same old trick as before.

It almost made Morty so angry he vomited blood.

"This is your adventure; shouldn't you use your own brain?"

"Do you expect me to take you on an adventure and have you build me a pair of suction shoes on the spot, or face 100,000 Glico aliens all by yourself?"

"Unless I offer to help, if you ask me for help again, our adventure agreement is null and void!"

Morty: "Fuck! You old geezer!"

After uttering those words, Morty suppressed his anger and fell into deep thought.

When he finished his contemplation.

He raised the Book of Ibon in his right hand.

This spellbook is considered one of the most powerful artifacts in the Cthulhu universe because it is filled with incantations and prayers.

In addition, the book itself is made of extremely special materials.

Otherwise, given that the Cthulhu universe has a history spanning hundreds of millions of years, even if it's the most frequent period of modern history in which the stories take place, it wouldn't be possible.

It's impossible for this book to have been preserved in its original form for so long.

so...

Take a photo with your phone.

Then set it on fire!

Seeing that his foolish grandson actually planned to burn the book, thus provoking Cthulhu, who might be hiding in the shadows watching everything, he was shocked.

Grandpa seemed a little ashamed...

"Motty, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the entire underwater city suddenly trembled!

The dull thud sounded like some ancient creature buried underground trying to end its long slumber.

The Great Old Ones, who had been engaged in a heated discussion, stopped at the same time and looked out of the hall with their strangely shaped eyes.

But soon, sensing something, they collectively turned their attention to Morty.

At this moment, Morty, who was hiding behind the stone pillars of the main hall, felt as if the seawater behind him had frozen.

His heart tightened, and he stiffened as he turned his head to look.

The Great Old Ones, with their seemingly benevolent expressions, left all their unspoken words to Cthulhu. Pushed forward, Cthulhu spoke as calmly as possible, "Morty, in our world, some objects and individuals are connected."

"You burning this book won't harm us."

"But we're united because the energy released from burning this book could completely destroy this city."

"so..."

Morty listened to Cthulhu's explanation, and his doubts gradually grew.

He didn't know exactly when he started to have doubts.

But Grandpa's encouragement, coupled with Cthulhu's explanation to him now, is a different story.

This made Morty seriously doubt the adventure!

Because it's so strange!

As we all know, Grandpa had a carefree personality, although he only started to care about some things later on.

But now, Grandpa doesn't care about anything!

Why did Grandpa's attitude change so drastically?

Cthulhu's behavior was even stranger.

Despite being the brand ambassador for the brand, he has absolutely no aloof or pretentious airs. Whenever you ask him a question, he will patiently and meticulously answer it for you.

This is definitely an NPC!

In addition, his IQ was reduced to -70% due to the Miracle Fruit.

Over the course of three days, Morty muttered the name Cthulhu at least hundreds of times, but the creature that had crossed over to another universe to try and kill him and his grandfather never appeared.

This is most likely a setup...

Morty, who had completely begun to doubt that he had fallen into a trap, looked at the group of Kryptonian monsters in front of him with a suspicious expression.

The mighty Old Ones, when I was silent, didn't say a word or even make a small movement.

If I'm slow to respond when my sister talks to me, she scolds me.

Are you Cthulhus so good-natured?

Morty looked at his grandfather again.

He stood with his arms crossed, having not drunk any alcohol for at least half an hour, and seemed quite invigorated.

Morty asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, to be honest, this so-called adventure was a trap you set up from the very beginning, wasn't it?"

"Otherwise, how do you explain that the Cthulhu family of four could cross the universe to find us, but couldn't find our family?"

"Or perhaps in that cabin, I only did a small favor for an AI named Cthulhu, and he gave me two artifacts."

"Furthermore, whenever I need your help with a small matter, you immediately declare that it's a risk for me and that I must rely on myself."

"But when things reach a stalemate, you also have to step in and push the whole thing forward."

"So this whole thing must have been planned by you from the very beginning, right?"

As Morty slowly uttered these words, Grandpa's perpetually stern face gradually showed surprise.

"No wonder he's Jerry's son!"

"You child!"

"I've always thought you were incredibly smart since you were little!"

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"They were able to cross the universe and find us on that planet because I had installed a jammer at home long ago!"

"Unless those big oafs can develop some technology, they'll never be able to find us!"

"As for having a good attitude, do you think everyone is like your parents and sister, who are ready to fight and kill you the moment they meet?"

"In all the Cthulhu Mythos you've read, these creatures have always viewed the outside world from the perspective of higher-dimensional beings looking at lower-dimensional beings."

"So, you, Morty, would dare to make threats against an ant?"

"If you have to kill an ant just because it might crawl into your nostril and kill you in the future, wouldn't you find life exhausting?"

"There are never enough ants in this world to kill them all!"

"Finally, your talk of pushing and creating obstacles is a bit ridiculous. If I really wanted to get something done, would I watch you waste my time like this?"

"Morty! What's my style? Do I need to repeat myself?"

Grandpa made a series of sarcastic and mocking remarks.

This made Morty blush deeply on the spot.

While the latter thought he was overthinking things, Grandpa wiped the small layer of cold sweat that had appeared on his forehead.

That was close...that was close...

If I hadn't kept a straight face all the time...

He's probably going to catch us red-handed this time and expose the truth.

However, this is indeed the Morty that I specially selected from countless multiverses after searching through a large number of Morty's brainwaves.

This level of alertness is well worth all the time he spent cultivating.

I used to think he was just a little clever, but judging from what just happened, I think I've really struck gold this time!

Unaware that a certain con artist had already become excited and begun to change the course of the story, Morty was completely oblivious.

After calming himself down, he...

With a slightly embarrassed expression, he shamelessly apologized to all the Great Old Ones present.

He dared to doubt the class of everyone present.

They believed that everyone had submitted to their grandfather's tyranny and was being used by him like cattle and horses.

My apologies~ My apologies~

Now it seems that everyone here is so powerful, yet they treat him, a mere 'little ant,' with such humility. It is truly an honor for Morty!

Thank you all!

Give Morty that kind of respect!

If any of you guys ever come to my universe...

It's better not to come. Any one of you is an unstoppable natural disaster...

Hearing this flowery apology, Cthulhu and the others, who had just thought they didn't have to put on an act, glanced at their grandfather standing behind Morty.

They realized that the guy's eyes were still hinting to them to continue acting.