Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"Stark Industries, which once sold all kinds of high-tech weapons, would actually team up with a roadside gun shop selling M4A1s?"

"I think there might be some unspeakable secret behind this!"

Morty's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, seemed to be addressed to Tony and the others, yet also almost a soliloquy. Nevertheless, his words caused those present to lose control of their thoughts, contemplating whether there was a possibility...

Perhaps these so-called surfaced issues are only the first layer?

Chapter 231 Morty was frightened

"No! I can't figure it out! This is just too difficult!"

"Yeah! What's your brain made of?! Can't we do something light and fun? Like just charging in and blasting them! We can ask questions after we're done!"

"Yes! You said you analyzed..."

"Quiet!"

While waiting for the new plane to arrive, Morty suggested that everyone have a brainstorming session. You can think of anything, he can think of anything, and I will think about this problem seriously.

Then, by putting all the information together, you're bound to find some clues.

But the trio of academic underachievers led by Captain America...

Even those high-level talents from S.H.I.E.L.D., such as Black Widow and Hawkeye, found it difficult to handle the mental blanks and the need to oscillate between different points in a problem to determine its veracity.

In short, it boils down to one sentence.

You people with abnormally high IQs, just do your thing and don't try to pin this on us.

With a furrowed brow, Tony scolded the few guys who probably didn't even have a college degree, telling them to shut up their incessant chattering, summer bird-like cacophony. His gaze, however, remained fixed on the Jarvis-style holographic projection in front of him.

As the most advanced AI in the Marvel Universe, Jarvis is practically a god in this network. With its unparalleled computing power, it can infiltrate any non-physically isolated computer and search for any data it needs.

In particular, through extensive information gathering and scene reconstruction, she is arguably Tony's god-level detective assistant.

Although the Thirteen Councils and Hydra may have been hiding themselves all along.

But as long as they are active, they will leave traces.

For example, two months ago, a ship arrived at the Port of Brooklyn. During the unloading of containers, a small accident occurred: the hatch was not closed properly, and several large, black barrels fell out.

It's just a matter of a bucket falling out and then being put back in.

Jarvis then used the port's high-definition cameras to calculate the height of the container from the ground, the time it took for the container to fall to the ground, and whether the container was damaged upon impact, from a distance of 200 meters away.

By querying arrival records, order information, social networks, information in mobile apps, and even hacking into global satellites, a large amount of data was compared.

This led to the deduction that it was a barrel of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce that had traveled across the ocean!

"So, did you discover anything?"

Sitting to the side, after watching the documentary "The Heroic Jarvis Investigates the Illegal Import of Lao Gan Ma," Morty didn't quite understand why Tony had shown him this piece of junk.

However, there was one thing he knew.

When Tony is using Jarvis, he definitely doesn't want him and Dr. Banner nagging around.

So Morty never bothered him.

But on the distant horizon, four silver-painted vertical takeoff and landing fighter jets had already flown in. The rotary machine guns placed in front of the aircraft, gleaming in the sunlight, indicated that the aircraft that came this time were definitely not the personnel transport planes from before.

Rather, Fury did this to ensure that the Avengers, who were missing one member, could safely reach the superhero company's laboratory near Kingston.

Therefore, an elite flight formation was specially dispatched.

"We've found a detail; let's take a closer look on the plane."

Knowing that the two things had to be done simultaneously, Tony had Jarvis continue collecting and comparing data, while he boarded the same plane as Morty and the others.

After sitting down on the plane, this playboy, whose hips were too large due to his armor, could only sit on half of his buttocks.

Tony fixed himself into a stable horse stance with his armor before bringing up the screen again.

Before you is a video of a conversation reconstructed using Jarvis's data.

A man with a pixelated face, and Rick...

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

When Morty saw Rick appear in the video, he almost ripped a hole in the plane, which was already two thousand meters high, jumped off, rushed back to the temple at lightning speed, retrieved his teleportation gun, and immediately ran away.

Because this is no longer a simple matter!

One Rick!

fuck!

As we all know, in the Rick Universe, the less a Rick resembles C137 Rick, the weaker he is in combat. At the top of the food chain is the dim-witted Rick with a goofy face.

And those at the top of the food chain are those Ricks who are very similar to C137.

Morty calls this parallel universe-style inheritance.

It's like taking a picture of a person with the camera pointed at them. Every time the camera moves one centimeter to the right, the left side of the body gradually disappears in the photos until the whole person disappears completely.

When that person is no longer in the photo, can the photo still be considered that person's photo?

To put it simply...

When a drop of ink is dropped into water, the outermost ink always spreads the most and disappears the first, while the ink closer to the center disappears more slowly.

So, aside from a few guys who deliberately play dumb to fool others.

The more Rick resembles C137, like Grandpa who is practically C137's twin, the more likely he is to be quite strong.

Seeing Morty getting agitated, Captain America, as the team leader, quickly tried to calm him down, telling him not to be so easily agitated. "Don't get agitated, Morty, don't get agitated, don't get agitated. Do you know this old man?"

"Knowing him...he's a disaster...a disaster, everyone...it's nice to know you all, but this guy, he's a catastrophe for us all..."

Hearing Morty's fear of the old man, Dr. Banner's inner Hulk was a little unhappy.

How could a stinky old man scare you like this?

I, Hulk, am the first to disagree!

Banner, who almost got cuckolded on the spot, quickly hid in the cockpit of the plane and borrowed a noise-canceling headset to wear.

"Don't get agitated. We're all here for you now. Your strength is probably not weaker than Thor's or Loki's, so relax..."

When Captain America tried to encourage Morty, the latter suddenly jumped up because he was frightened by what was shown in the video.

In the video, Morty walks out from beside Rick who is chatting...

Wearing a wolf head necklace around his neck, he looked around furtively, like a rat that had entered a rice granary, or a weasel that had fallen into a chicken coop.

It seemed like he wanted everything here.

"How come this person looks exactly like you?" Captain America looked at Morty in the picture and then looked at the Morty next to him with a suspicious expression.

As the focus of everyone's attention, Morty's sight of the wolf's head immediately brought back a memory...

"Motty, this isn't you..."

Before Sangmei could kill her own brother, Morty swiftly covered her mouth with his hand, and with a smirk, dragged Sangmei to the back of the plane amidst the suspicious gazes of the crowd.

"I don't remember this, please don't kill me now..."

Chapter 232 This matter is actually related to me?

Morty had always known that his grandfather had not returned all of his memories to him.

After all, if he were around, he wouldn't go to a place he'd been before and let me know he'd been there.

Now, by sheer chance, I've stumbled into this Marvel Universe.

I saw irrefutable evidence that I and my grandfather had been here.

Morty was incredibly embarrassed...

It's like hearing about a fire and rushing off with a bucket of water to help put it out, only to find out when you get there that it's your own house.

It's like when you peek at the surveillance video from the PD (Producer), only to discover that the person they were looking for was actually you...

For example... now you're with a team endorsing a bodysuit, heading to raid a mysterious underground lab, only to discover that you and your grandfather had been there at some point in time...

Just a few months ago!

At that time, my adventure with my grandfather was probably still in its middle stage!

[Oh my god! What did I do here with Grandpa?! He erased this memory, and now I'm in such a passive position!]

Could it be that Grandpa has some secret agreement with the Thirteen Council...?

If I intervene, will it disrupt Grandpa's plans?

[Fuck! Whatever! That bastard already knows how to find the Shadow Group, so I'm going to completely ruin everything here!]

After discovering that Rick was his grandfather and Morty was himself, Morty seriously considered the matter. Since that old bastard dared to abandon him after succeeding in his scheme, Morty was now in a predicament.

That doesn't make sense. Why should I be so attentive, or rather, a simp?

Thinking about it that way...

Morty didn't care whether the Thirteen Councils really existed here, or whether Hydra was some kind of superpowerful world; he just wanted to stir up trouble in this universe!

Damn it!

Damn it!

"Hurry! Push the plane to its maximum speed! I'm going to destroy that underground laboratory!"

Seeing Morty suddenly become agitated and urge the plane to fly faster, everyone present had a question mark on their heads.

What... what's going on?

Your emotions changed so drastically in just a few minutes!

Is he a lunatic...?

Urging the pilot to accelerate to maximum speed, Morty walked through the crowd towards the rear cabin door, taking in everyone's expressions and unable to help but sneer inwardly.

[Damn, you guys are averaging two hours of movie time each, how can you compare to someone like Remo who's only twenty minutes long?]

Our specialty is speed; our lines are tongue-twisting, our emotions are intense, and we're quick to kill people. Unlike you slowpokes, who dawdle over killing someone.