Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

How about teaching me a tiny bit of useful little skill?

"I can teach you everything, but most of the skills in the Cthulhu universe are simply unusable without Cthulhu and others present."

"Take the 'mad words' for example. This spell, which disrupts the enemy's mind, requires power borrowed from these deities before you can use it."

"After leaving this universe, in a world where they don't exist, you might as well have your enemy do a dance right there; maybe they'd even leave you a whole corpse."

Morty: "..."

Seeing AI Kerry, who was still showing off his eloquence after giving in, Morty resisted the urge to take action, buried his disappointment in his heart, and continued to focus on dealing with the task at hand.

It's okay if you can't use it without Cthulhu!

I'll learn first!

We'll figure out a way to fix it later!

So the two spent an afternoon in the church.

However, what followed was a real nightmare.

To concoct a potion that would kill Xerath's children, one would need nearly a hundred ingredients, plus master-level alchemy skills.

With AI Keri, medication dispensing is not a problem.

The collection of raw materials is the real challenge!

The furthest he could go was to Cthulhu's home planet, Soth, to collect all the raw materials.

But it's not a big problem!

Go for it, AI Kerry!

After kicking AI Kerry out of the spaceship building project, Morty was invited to the priest's house for a delicious dinner.

As for whether AI Kerry will run away?

Morty is not worried.

Because right now, the only person who can save AI Kerry's life is Morty.

Even without knowing that the teleportation gun was on Morty, the other party knew that Grandpa wouldn't leave Morty alone.

So get things done.

When Grandpa comes, we'll have a chance to leave together.

Otherwise, if Kree gets really angry, he might build some kind of search engine or a large warship.

AI Kri is basically finished.

The two separated at the same time.

Grandpa is drinking and chatting with Kerry about life.

"Hiccup~ You said you were coming to my place, why couldn't you have given me a heads-up? I thought it was someone from the Thirteenth Council who had come looking for me."

"Hiccup~ You know our Rick, he doesn't have the habit of sending messages, hiccup~ Besides, that Rick from C137, his killing spree only stopped a few years ago, I don't want to be suspected by him."

"Yeah... C137 Rick, that lunatic."

Speaking of that guy, C137 Rick.

As Rick drank, his mood grew heavy. He looked at his grandfather beside him and asked in a strange tone, "Why are you people from the Shadow Group torturing him like this? You've driven him to this state, and nearly ten thousand Ricks have died. What's the point?"

"Doing this is meaningless. What matters most is keeping all of us Ricks alive," Grandpa said in a short sentence, giving Rick an answer that left him speechless.

After another round of drinks, Kree stood up, ready to return to the Cthulhu world.

Before opening the portal, he turned around and asked, "How you treat C137 Rick is none of my business, and I have no reason to provoke you, but you've thrown your Morty to me, how am I supposed to help you?"

"Just like I treated Rick from C137, I'm going to force this one-of-a-kind Morty to become the most Morty of all Mortys!"

Upon hearing this, Kerry, who was standing still, involuntarily shivered.

Because of what Grandpa said.

This means that what awaits Moty is the same fate as C137.

Everyone knows that C137's Rick is the most Ricky Rick.

Few people know that when you want to become the strongest, everything you face when climbing to the top is not all fate.

Like the bomb dropped in front of C137's wife and daughter.

C137 has been searching for the murderer in the vast universe, but has been unable to find him.

C137 eventually founded Ruicheng.

And that so-called finite central curve.

There are always people who become number one without even realizing it.

But some people are so powerful that they would rather be an iceberg on the surface of the sea.

"You people from the Shadow Group are a bunch of freaks!"

"Isn't the feeling of being in control wonderful?"

Grandpa sat on the leather sofa, half of his face beaming with pride in the sunlight, while the other half, hidden in the shadows, resembled an iceberg.

Chapter 024 Reality Device

AI Kree, as expected of the magical AI smart butler in Cthulhu's household.

He knows everything that Kerry knows.

Things that Kerry didn't know how to do or didn't have time to study, this guy trapped in the cabin had time to learn.

Morty finished eating at the priest's house.

He then saw a small processing plant that AI Kerry had already built.

From wood to steel, and finally to alloys capable of maintaining physical stability in space, the entire manufacturing process was laid bare before Morty.

This gave Morty, who had eaten a lot of barbecue and desperately needed to digest, an opportunity.

"You made all of these by hand?"

"Not entirely, the main idea is tool automation."

What is the approach to tool automation?

Even though he knew Morty was trying to steal his knowledge, AI Kerry, like all Ricks, still liked to show off his talents in front of Morty.

Just like a clever Morty, to them it's like a pure-blooded heterosexual LSP seeing a TS: at first glance they like it, but upon closer inspection they are disgusted.

So, in order to regain some ground in the matter of wisdom.

AI Keri is constantly working with its hands and talking too.

The concept of tool automation refers to a way to infinitely increase output throughout the entire production process.

"You're trying to cut down a tree, and you find your fists useless, so you try using stones. But stones are too slow, so you discover the more durable metal, iron."

"But its shape wasn't suitable for an axe, so you melted it down and turned it into an iron axe."

"But what lies before you is a forest, so the situation becomes: you need N iron axes, but you're all alone."

"At this point, your thinking shifts from creating tools to automating those tools."

"From simple machines at the beginning to complex machines later on, you eventually arrive at large logging trucks and robotic logging."

So...

Morty: "Making something isn't just about finishing the job; it's also about figuring out how to make it so that you can use it in the least amount of time."

AI Kerry: "Yes..."

AI Kerry was left speechless by Morty's summary.

He now understood even more why his grandfather treated Morty the way he did.

Because this Morty is incredibly smart compared to the other Morties, and has exceptional comprehension.

Even in terms of sharp tongue, she's just as good as Grandpa...

"It's such a simple thing, yet you've rambled on and on about it for so long. Why don't you start from the beginning of the creation myth?"

"The main idea is tool automation!"

"Even an ape knows how to use tools to make his daily life easier, okay!"

"I think you've been in this world for too long. You're lacking the harsh realities of outside technology. Your brain is filled with either secondhand potions or Deep One dung!"

"Hurry up! Tell me directly how you plan to build a spaceship capable of traveling in outer space in a short period of time using the existing resources!"

Morty gave him a good scolding.

AI Kerry pointed to the lawn that had been dug up in the distance, indicating that Morty should go and take a look.

Walk over there.

A spaceship buried deep underground appeared before Morty in disassembled form.

"Where...where did this thing come from?"

"It's just the wreckage of a previous historical period. Otherwise, I have nothing on me. Do you expect me to build a spaceship and even a manufacturing plant in the time it takes to eat a dinner?"

Standing at the edge of the pit, Morty hesitated for a few seconds before leaping down into the spaceship, which was buried deep underground and had a large hole cut in its roof.

The flashlight on my phone illuminated the decaying steel road, where the air was thick with the smell of earth.

Morty took a few steps forward and found a yellowed old diary in a cabin around the corner.

According to what AI Kerry just mentioned about the 'previous historical period'.

Morty believes this diary must be at least a thousand years old.

After all, once the knowledge accumulated by a civilization is destroyed in one go, as long as people are still alive, it will take about a thousand years to start over.

Yes, I'm only referring to the period from ancient times to modern times.

This does not include the period of rapid advancement that followed the advent of computers.

Using a translation system to translate the text in front of him into something he could understand, Morty was quickly captivated by the diary.