Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"So you'll definitely be fine facing this small challenge, right?"

Tzeentch, who usually only criticizes himself and never says anything nice, was praising himself like this, and Morty's vigilance immediately rose to a critical level.

At that moment, it was as if Morty was in a boxing ring. Facing his opponent's wide and powerful straight punch, he calmly blocked it.

He used a punch called "That's Wrong" to deliberately show weakness by belittling himself.

"Qimei, you are mistaken! I am still far from those supreme Mortys. They are like high mountains, like the bright moon, like the fiery sun!"

"I'm just a Morty who's been following Rick Sanchez for six months, and I still have a very, very long way to go!"

"After all, how could fireflies dare to compete with the bright moon?"

"Just like the long road ahead in life, I need a guide to lead me to an even greater path in life!"

After taking a full combo, Tzeentch's brows furrowed. She knew that Morty was never bad at talking.

But when you're with your grandpa, why don't you always shut him up?

You are always subservient to your grandfather.

You're going to launch a super-heavy attack on your subconscious, right?

They're just taking advantage of the fact that our subconscious has no rights!

Alright! Then nobody's going to have an easy time today!

After being hit by Morty's combo, Tzeentch once again assumed a fighting stance, opening both hands simultaneously and leaving her defenses wide open. It seemed as if she was giving up on the fight, but while Morty was momentarily stunned, she used one hand to represent "woman" and the other "weak," with a "zi" character in the middle protecting her body, and unleashed a spectacular move called "White Crane Spreads Wings."

"Brother Mo, please go ahead. I'm scared. Shouldn't this be a great opportunity for you to show your manly spirit?"

"Do you really want such a frail woman to go ahead and scout the way for you?"

"I thought...I thought you were my good older brother!"

Morty, thoroughly disgusted by this move, took two steps back. His eyes narrowed as he pondered how to counter it.

A frail woman?

You think you can do whatever you want in front of me, Morty?

You think I'd fall for that?

no way!

Just as Morty had figured out a countermeasure and was about to launch a powerful kick at her lower body, Grandpa... intervened...

Seeing these two hesitant and unwilling to leave the house, and still nagging and complaining, the grandfather, whose patience was almost worn out, stepped forward, grabbed one of them with each hand, and dragged them toward the edge of the Mirror City.

"Holy crap! How did you manage to capture a soul?"

"Grandpa! Grandpa! Since things outside can hurt us, you have to give us some protective gear, right?"

Grandpa, who had been ignoring them, finally released his grip on the two of them after reaching the edge of the Mirror City.

Then, pointing to Morty's body in the distance, the giant said, "Don't worry, that helmet has a protective mechanism. If it gets hurt, the three leaves on it can take the damage for you."

"So, just like in a game, you two have three lives in total. Are you satisfied now?"

"Now, get out of here right now!"

Chapter 287 Did they go back?

"Ugh, so boring, so boring..."

I wandered around the city of mirrors for half an hour, going from being extremely excited at the beginning to feeling utterly bored now.

With the helmet's protection, Morty, who had already traveled hundreds of light-years, could see nothing that could attract his attention except for the wrecked planets that had collided together under the influence of gravity.

In this universe where no celestial bodies emit light anymore.

Morty could only see what was in front of him through his black-and-white vision.

He turned away.

It wasn't a celestial body, but a mirror city of star-studded architecture. Its light shone from behind him, giving him the feeling that he was alone in the darkness, sailing into the night with only a lighthouse at sea as his guide.

"Ugh, so boring, so boring, so incredibly boring..."

Feeling bored but also not wanting things to get too exciting, Morty could only continue forward with this dilemma in mind.

Perhaps if someone with a bit of knowledge were here, the sight of a universe in ruins and devastation might prompt them to ponder philosophical questions about the origins and future of all things.

But for Morty...

He was an ordinary man; he only wanted to see things that were simple and easy to understand, like the red treasure chest right in front of him...

Holy crap! My luck is incredible!!!

A red treasure chest flew out of nowhere and was caught by Morty with quick eyes and hands. Before even opening it, he could feel its heavy weight.

It looks like it weighs at least 70 pounds.

What could this be?

Since he had three lives, Morty didn't hesitate and directly chose the activity that all gamblers loved most: opening boxes.

Excited heart, trembling hands.

A treasure chest that could withstand the Big Bang certainly wouldn't yield blue skies and white clouds; Morty, conservatively estimating at least an S-class piece of equipment, slowly pushed open the lid.

A book with a cover inlaid with a layer of translucent pink crystals?!

I immediately remembered that before I set off, my grandfather had mentioned that there had been some civilizations in this universe that played with magic, psionic energy, and other such things.

Morty became even more agitated.

With such a fine metal box protecting it, and having drifted alone in the harsh environment of space for decades, what does this signify?

This shows that this thing is of high value!

Morty decisively turned around and, using the light emanating from the Mirror City that stretched hundreds of light-years away, carefully studied the contents of the book.

What if I learn some kind of god-level magic or powerful technique?

Next time, when fighting someone, especially an enemy like Doflamingo, in addition to using mental attacks, I can also pull out a staff at any time to cosplay as a mage!

As for Grandpa's task?

Sigh! It's been over forty years and he still hasn't found it. Now he's going to do a metaphysical search himself. Doesn't that just rely on luck?

I can just read a book and wait for a chance encounter.

Lady Luck always seems to favor you.

Morty skipped work without a care in the world and started slacking off. His right hand flipped open the rather thick book cover, and the contents of the first page made him begin to suspect that the person who made the box might be a lunatic...

Only by experiencing the most perfect love can you escape.

what the hell!

What I want is something wildly cool, dazzling, spectacular, with massive lighting, song and dance, and god-like magic.

It's not about having the perfect romance to escape!

Feeling emotionally deceived, Morty wanted to throw away the book in his hand and return to the thing he should be focusing on.

Who knew that the book would become so sticky that it held Morty's hand firmly in place.

Holy crap!

A swear word slipped out.

The next second, Morty felt everything go black, and he found himself standing on a busy main road. The familiar skin color and the familiar language around him made him tremble.

Is this...home?

He unconsciously and greedily inhaled the scent of the air through his nostrils.

Snail rice noodles, rice noodle rolls, beef noodles...

The familiar aromas of these delicious foods made him turn around and see a row of familiar yet unfamiliar restaurant storefronts.

"This is Hecheng City... I'm back..."

After taking a few steps forward, my phone suddenly vibrated in my pocket. I looked down and realized that I was about 1.8 meters tall.

He immediately found a car parked on the sidewalk nearby, and through the reflective black window, he saw the face he thought he had forgotten.

With thick eyebrows and big eyes...

Hmm! That's it! Aside from his thick eyebrows and big eyes, he's just an average-looking person!

"I think my name is Xu Dong... Sigh... I've been playing Moty for so long that I've completely forgotten my real name..."

Morty's eyes involuntarily welled up with tears. He looked around at everything he was truly familiar with and could belong to, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

However, the constantly vibrating phone is indeed a bit of a killjoy.

Morty, who wanted to savor the moment a little longer, got annoyed by the phone call and pulled out his phone. He wanted to see who was bothering him at this time!

Damn it!

I've finally seen my hometown that I've been longing for, please don't disturb my time alone!

Unhappy, Morty pulled out his phone. Seeing the contact name on the screen, he froze. It was the girl he'd had a crush on for two and a half years in college...

hiss!

It seems that I traveled from this world to the world of Rick and Morty right before graduation, and I didn't even get to see her one last time.

And just like that, they disappeared from that world.

Now, in this fictional world, I must seize this opportunity...

Morty took out his phone, answered the call, and the first thing the other person said stunned him.

"Xu...Xu Dong?! You...you're still alive! You've been missing for three whole years! I...I...I never thought I could actually get through to you on the phone!"

"Have I been missing for three years...?" Morty murmured.

Then he heard the other person ask him where he was.

After glancing at the food street not far from the school, Morty gave them the address, and they said they would be there within two hours, urging them not to leave!

Don't go!