Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Even with Tony and Jarvis combined, they still had to escape with three others during the battle against the Black Armor Warrior, leaving the Hulk to cover their retreat.

Therefore, the weakness of the black-armored warrior cannot be fire.

So what caused this black-armored warrior to be so easily defeated?

If a mere gas station explosion could take down a Black Armored Warrior, then the wealthy and powerful America would certainly not be stingy with five hundred gas stations and gasoline.

The air wall's insulating properties seal the entire gas station space, forcing the oxygen in the space to burn rapidly, and then extinguishing the fire with carbon dioxide.

As the last flame disappeared, Morty stepped forward and looked at the black-armored warrior on the ground, whose body had been mostly melted into a pool of molten iron.

Morty really thinks this guy is a little...weak.

In the next two minutes, seeing Tony and the others return victorious, Morty was very surprised, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Is there a possibility...

Grandpa had only built one or two underground laboratories before, but he wanted to finish his birthday present quickly and didn't want to waste too much time on it.

So what might have been wrong?

For example, these black-armored warriors paired with the underground laboratory could very well have been continuously replicated by them.

Or perhaps he simply started something, leaving the rest to others?

Chapter 238 Me? Yes

At Morty's request, Tony retrieved the video of his grandfather's conversation with the mysterious man again.

Although the video has no sound, the analysis of the grandfather's behavior, speech habits, and lip reading skills, combined with Jarvis's lip reading, allowed viewers to easily identify the grandfather.

Part of the truth was finally revealed to everyone present.

Of course, Morty also faced scrutiny and attacks from the crowd.

"This mysterious old man actually entrusted Hydra with the safekeeping of his so-called birthday gift, in exchange for which he would provide Hydra with a real global surveillance system after his birthday?"

"Motty, you're in this video too. Can you explain to us what's going on? This birthday present... those five hundred black-armored men, and the deaths of countless innocent people, don't you care at all?"

"Cold-blooded! They actually use the blood of innocent people as holiday gifts!"

Having uncovered part of the truth and fully understood the cause and effect of the whole incident, Morty looked at the people who were blaming him and turned away helplessly.

Knowing full well that bringing this video back out would inevitably lead to this consequence, he didn't intend to argue about it.

From the very beginning, this was indeed a request I made on my own initiative. My grandfather also put in a lot of effort to make this happen in order to fulfill my birthday dream.

So let's go, let's go, there's nothing more interesting here.

"Are you going to leave this mess behind and just walk away?"

Tony, who seemed to have grasped Morty's weakness, shouted this sentence as soon as he saw Morty turn around and try to run away.

"Tony! Why are you keeping him around?! His origins were already unclear! Now it's been confirmed that he has direct ties to that old man, Hydra, and the Thirteen Councils. And you still want to keep him?"

"Yes! All we can do is not attack him and let him go back to where he came from. Are we supposed to..."

"Enough!" Tony roared, interrupting the group. He then yelled at them, "When did you guys become so high and mighty? The important thing now is to get rid of him, not solve the problem at hand!!!"

"Can kicking him out change what has already happened?"

"Yes! What he and that old man did has indeed caused us so much suffering! But we must eliminate these black-armored warriors one by one before more people are harmed!"

"Then! Let's consider the next step!"

"All of this still depends on his consent!"

"If he disagrees, or if he originally wanted to agree but was driven away by you, then someone who should not have died died because of your so-called insistence. In that case, this blood debt will be held against you!"

Tony berated these guys, especially Hawkeye and Black Widow, who had suddenly become morally upright, and then rushed forward to pull Morty away.

The guy who was pulled back calmly turned around and said what he wanted to say in a calm and unhurried tone.

"It was indeed my fault for arguing with my grandfather, but from the moment they kicked me out, I never considered coming back."

"After all, someone like me is not worthy to stand with someone who lacks ability, talks a lot about morality, but acts recklessly."

"Some people really enjoy taking sides before the problem is even solved. They wear a mask of righteousness on their faces, but all they care about is eliminating dissidents. It's as if only those whose thoughts are completely aligned with theirs are qualified to serve in this team."

"I think he should go to the Senate, not the superhero team."

After making a few sarcastic remarks to a few people and ignoring their expressions, Morty shook off Tony's hand, then summoned Khorne and ordered him to take him and Sangmi to the airport.

This trip to New York was a joyful one. I not only saw the superhero world of New York, but also met a group of superheroes.

However, on the way back...

Things changed then; the birthday gifts Grandpa left behind were full of surprises...

And you'll also get criticized for your stance.

Pooh!

Who doesn't know that Captain America 3 begins to reveal the price you've paid over the years in fighting criminals, eliminating villains, and saving the world?

Of course, the eldest brother doesn't laugh at the second brother.

Neither of us are good people, but if we don't blame each other, we can still be friends.

Criticism...

To be honest, before joining the Avengers, the Hulk was constantly fighting against the US military, and now he's perfectly fine.

Hawkeye and Black Widow have done countless dirty jobs for S.H.I.E.L.D., and they've never gotten away with anything.

So if it comes to me, it's my fault?

Morty, disgusted by Captain America's flexible moral evaluation mechanism, didn't want to stay here for another second.

Screw you!

I'm not some Marvel fanatic, and I can't help but be drawn to you guys, the spokespersons for these tight-fitting suits.

I'm the man of the Pink Warhammer!

Thinking of this, Morty patted Khorne's head, urging the rather unimpressive creature to continue its rapid ascent.

Since it would take a while to fly to the airport, Sammy took the opportunity to chat with Morty, but the topic wasn't Captain America and the others, but rather Rick's fine tradition.

"Motty, has this mess become a thorn in your side?"

"Yes, I don't want to become like Grandpa. He always let things pile up until they became too troublesome, and then he would just give up and quit."

When faced with Sangmei's question, Morty did not hide his true thoughts.

Upon hearing this answer, Sangmei nodded thoughtfully. She then mentioned Morty's recent changes and how they had become increasingly strange.

Before, he was a little kid who would get angry at the drop of a hat, and would often want to argue and fight with himself; he was completely immature.

Morty did indeed look somewhat like an adult.

This made her feel a sense of unfamiliarity.

It's like in this family, everyone seems to have their own goals and are constantly striving towards them.

He could only hold a mobile phone, immersing himself in the virtual world, escaping everything that came his way from the outside world.

This feeling...

To be honest, it's a bit unpleasant.

But what should I do?

Sangmei looked at Morty, who was bathed in the afternoon light, had removed the invisible barrier, squinted his eyes, and let the wind blow over every inch of his body.

At this moment, Sangmei, who felt that Morty seemed to be the same as before, suddenly had a realization.

Perhaps... the departure of an important person is what forces people to move forward...

So, myself...

Sangmei thought again that she didn't seem to have any important people around her in this family.

Grandpa and Mom only ever pay attention to Morty.

As for Jerry, whether it's that Jerry or this Jerry, he's a loser anyway, he has no sense of responsibility as a man, and he doesn't deserve to be called a father at all.

So, wouldn't I be like a pathetic creature who needs no one but needs everyone else?

Chapter 239 Preparing to Leave

Morty arrived in New York, quickly boarded a plane, and sped back to the temple atop the snow-capped mountains.

I could sense that something was slightly off about the atmosphere.

Although the Ancient One never advocated that everyone should keep smiling, it was still more like when I was here a few days ago.

The atmosphere had become noticeably more serious.

Confused, Morty tried to ask what was going on, but everyone seemed to be avoiding him. This detail made Morty immediately guess that it was probably related to Jerry and Beth.

If it were Dormammu who attacked...

These guys, all melee mages, were already yelling and charging in for hand-to-hand combat.

Damn...

Why are there so many melee fighters in the Marvel universe...?

Guys with PhDs love melee combat, people who become sorcerers still love melee combat, and even Thanos, the most prestigious man in the Marvel universe, loves melee combat!

You might as well call this the World of Hand-to-Hand Combat!

They're all melee classes!

With a little trepidation, Morty, guided by a few fairly helpful people, found the Ancient One, who was recuperating.

This was different from the legendary mage I had met last time, whose eyes shone with light, who remained calm in the face of adversity, and who possessed the demeanor of a refined and dignified general.

The current version of the Ancient One seems somewhat deranged... or rather, insane.

If she weren't already bald, and if she had long, tangled hair that she hadn't washed for years, she wouldn't have stood out in this poorly lit room, where only an oil lamp illuminated the room, and only her face, with its twitching smile, was lit.

This atmosphere is at least a typical technique used in the East Asian horror and thriller genre to express the core of horror.