Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

What's the point of knowing that you truly exist, or knowing that you don't truly exist?

The world before you, the world you've lived in for decades, the world where you've left your mark everywhere—that world is your everything.

"No, it's not that simple. If I don't figure out if I truly exist, then everything is meaningless..."

Hearing Tony's words, which sounded so familiar—words she had heard countless times before—Sangmei couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Another intelligent person falling into self-doubt...

Although she didn't spend much time with her grandfather, she was one of only two people in the family who were most receptive to new things.

She was aware of the pain her grandfather sometimes showed when he was drunk, and the emptiness that came with the thought that everything was meaningless.

That is something that all wise men may have been deliberately ignoring, but once their attention is focused on it, it immediately shatters everything.

Do I truly exist?

If it doesn't actually exist, is all my effort worthwhile?

Is it worthwhile to exert oneself in the face of something that doesn't actually exist, just like a string of code that you casually type out?

If you feel that your success is worthwhile, then you have the same emotions as ordinary people. Does that mean you are the same as them?

Does this mean that I am only slightly smarter than them, rather than much smarter? Or even smarter than them?

This series of questions.

It's enough to drive anyone crazy, and enough to make most people give up thinking and pick up their phones to happily look at hot girls' white thighs.

However, it is not uncommon for people with exceptionally high IQs to feel that they can solve this problem and then get caught up in a philosophical dilemma and struggle painfully.

"Sigh, why did you do this to yourself..."

"Because...have you ever heard of the brain in a vat?"

"Don't say that. Just mentioning it gives me a chill down my spine; it's a little creepy..."

Sangmei knew what Tony meant.

It's nothing more than that he now suspects that his body may have already died in that explosion, and his head may have been placed in a container, using computer technology to make him believe that he is still living in a real world.

His actual physical body... is now just a brain!

But do you think that's realistic?

If you really are a brain in a vat, then why did I and Morty and other weirdos run into your Marvel universe just to give you a warning?

Tony, who also thought this was unrealistic and whose mind was full of speculation, shut down the idea of ​​the brain in the vat and instead began to think about the possibility of parallel universes.

Tony wouldn't have thought of it that way originally.

However, the appearance of Morty and Sangmi, although they look like normal people, makes them seem unscrupulous and indifferent in their behavior.

Then there's the fact that Sangmei mentioned parallel universes and that she's read comics featuring Avengers and others.

With both of these factors combined, Tony could have held on for a while, and even deceived himself into thinking the other person was joking.

But Sang Mei's reaction... "It's over!" was a genuine expression of her feelings knowing that you knew about this.

This suggests that Sangmei might very well come from a parallel universe, or somewhere else, or even be a programming error!

In that world, there were no real superheroes or supervillains, but there was their Avengers comic book.

Then a core question arises.

If people from their world could freely travel to other parallel universes, would someone be so bored as to read this story and then go back to drawing comics?

A creator who is sincere in their work, has extremely high moral standards, and cannot tolerate their work being tainted in the slightest, will absolutely tolerate such plagiarism.

Therefore, based on these two points...

In the universe where Sangmei lives, not everyone can travel freely; only a select few can.

Secondly, Sang Mei's attitude either suggests that parallel universes truly exist, or that she is in a state of having her brain trapped in a vat.

The former is alright.

If it were the latter, Tony would rather commit suicide right now.

"So if parallel universes really exist, does that mean I also exist in another timeline?"

Seeing that Tony's attitude was gradually returning to normal, Sangmei quickly reassured him, "Yes, yes, don't think too much about it. In every parallel universe, there are 99% of people who look almost exactly the same and have the same experiences. Only a few different people are used to distinguish this universe from another universe."

Hearing this seemingly credible statement, a different kind of light gradually appeared in Tony's eyes.

If ten thousand of you came together...

What kind of amazing armor, or even high technology, will be born?

Even a clash of ideas can have the consequences of changing the entire world!

During the Battle of New York in Chitauri, Tony witnessed how dangerous the outside world was, and once this thought arose in his mind, he couldn't control himself.

[It's imperative! Go to other parallel universes! Gather all the other versions of yourself to protect the safety of all humanity!]

But how do I get there?

Tony's gaze fell on Sang Mei.

So he had Jarvis operate the armor, bring a bottle of wine, play some soft music, and adjust the wall lamps and sconces to a tone suitable for an ambiguous scene.

"I would like to express my sincere apologies for what I just said."

Looking at Tony's handsome face and sincere apology, Sangmei took the glass, ready to have a drink with him, and then pondered what to do next, whether to go back to Morty.

The arrival of a woman shattered the atmosphere.

"Tony? Who is she? So young...too young! Are you crazy?!"

Chapter 218 What is my sister doing?

Boom boom boom boom.

Inside the disco, the air is filled with energetic music.

After getting married and having children, Hawkeye could only sit on the sofa and watch helplessly.

Despite the supermodels constantly flirting with him, wanting to have a good chat with this rooftop warrior from the Battle of New York.

But Hawkeye still didn't do anything out of line.

Yes! A good man of the new era! The last pure-hearted member of the Avengers! That is me!

Since Hawkeye was unwilling to move, Morty naturally became the target of the attack. While he was having a great time playing with sandwiches, he also had to constantly deal with the probing of those supermodels.

"Little brother, what's your relationship with Tony?"

"Yeah, getting Iron Man to personally come and book an entire venue just for you, and even inviting us along, you must be something special, right?"

"Haha, our little ones are so cute, I don't even know where to begin!"

Morty didn't have much to say to these women who wanted to climb the social ladder or seek greater benefits.

If all you have is a good appearance, and nothing more important than your appearance, then the most important thing you should do is to cash in on your appearance as soon as possible before it depreciates.

Instead of torturing yourself repeatedly with something that is impossible to accomplish when your money is already depreciating.

Just like what Tony's Pepper said to that woman who was completely unaware of her own identity in a seaside villa.

"I'm just here to clean up the mess the Starks left behind after they stayed overnight."

Although the original words were not exactly like that, the meaning is basically the same.

For certain types of men, most of the women they meet seem eager to have a relationship with them, and they believe that their beauty can hold them captive.

Morty could only laugh at their stupidity.

In a male-dominated social system, how many men who rise above their peers aren't exceptionally diligent? How many of them don't relentlessly strive and work tirelessly in their respective fields, day after day?

If you want to break through the ranks of men by lying down and doing nothing, you basically have to rely on your parents' hard work.

Therefore, trying to control such a man with one's beauty is an utterly ridiculous idea.

It would be better to set a price clearly, at least then you can get the money.

Morty looked around and saw more than twenty supermodels in the entire disco. He could easily guess that half of them had only drunk some expensive drinks and taken a few photos of themselves in the nightclub, and that was it.

Instead of wasting your time, you might as well find a boyfriend or be kept by someone.

Don't think that just because Iron Man is still single, you have a chance.

absolutely not!

Morty, once again focused on the friction, felt the warmth and gentleness with his heart, immersing himself in the wonderful moment of his mind being completely empty.

He really needs a rest.

Otherwise, he would always feel that he would wonder how his grandfather is doing now.

Gradually, in the dimly lit environment with its flickering lights, Morty seemed to see a stinky old man waving his hands, smiling broadly, his eyes darting left and right, searching for his target.

"Morty, Morty, here's something for your taste! Come on over!"

"No!"

Motty, snapping out of his reverie, let out a roar that drowned out the music, startling the two beautiful women in front of and behind him.

He walked straight to the table, grabbed a bottle of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Are you OK?"

Hawkeye, who had just witnessed everything, stared at Morty with a worried look.

If Morty were to suddenly start killing people here, then before the S.H.I.E.L.D. Quick Response Team arrives, everyone except himself would basically be dead.

"It's nothing, I just remembered something from the past. But speaking of which, where did Sangmei go?"

Morty glanced around and, apart from Tzeentch admiring the steel pipe man in the distance, he couldn't find any trace of Sammy.

My own sister, although she's also the kind of person who can be really crazy when she gets going.

But in this unfamiliar place, she shouldn't have wandered off to a place she couldn't find.

Could it be...

"Where did she go?"