Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

If his underlings saw him like this, they would be absolutely shocked.

Unfortunately, they couldn't see the sycophantic look of this infamous figure; even if they had, their own deaths wouldn't have been far off.

The two of them being able to sit down for a meal certainly wasn't because they hit it off immediately and decided to kill a chicken together, get some paper covered in scribbles, and become sworn brothers on the spot.

It all started with a deal.

Grandpa wants to buy the Nine Golden Dragon Statue!

Then he makes a fake one, puts it there, and makes C137 fight with him for it. Finally, when C137 thinks he has gotten the real thing, he takes it out and laughs at C137, who is such a fool for not knowing that he has been fighting for a fake one all along.

The plan was perfect, but the price to pay was also considerable.

The other party truly lived up to his reputation as a master of flattery. Even though he acted very obsequiously, almost to the point of licking Grandpa's shoes, he was still incredibly ruthless when it came to demanding a price.

He wanted a place to start over.

Simply put, he had had enough of being a vicious assassin on that metallic death star, and sitting on that stinking throne was torture for him.

He desperately longed for the outside world.

I want to go to a new place to make a living.

Of course, he would also take with him the wealth he had accumulated over the years, as well as his henchmen.

This is why the cost is so high.

Grandpa had to find him a place with moderate difficulty, pleasant climate, and a certain level of challenge, but not too difficult, so he could start over.

Whether Grandpa ultimately acknowledges the debt or not is another matter entirely.

But for now, Grandpa still seems to be taking it seriously, because the Nine Golden Dragon Statue is currently placed on the other person.

To obtain it, you must complete the transaction in front of you.

That means sending the other party to that universe is necessary.

However, things are far from that simple...

In the past few days, Grandpa and C137 have dug a lot of pits for each other, and they have even met on that planet at times.

Everything has been planned; it's just a matter of how each side manages to lure the other into the trap.

So even though this talkative killer was right in front of him, Grandpa didn't really believe he was real. Therefore, this so-called negotiation was, from the very beginning, a test.

Let's see if C137 has already set a trap for him in this matter.

So, when everything was settled and the Nine Golden Dragon Statue was taken out from the other party's clothes, Grandpa, who always felt that everything was going too smoothly, had a sixth sense that made him smell a hint of conspiracy.

With a narrowed eye, Grandpa drew his energy gun and fired several shots at the dog-mouthed assassin.

The entire restaurant immediately fell silent. Although Grandpa had booked the whole place for the day, the only people there besides the two of them were some waiters.

The energy blast pierced the dog-mouthed assassin's face, revealing the machinery beneath the indistinguishable bionic skin: sparkling wires, a broken chip, and a small note that C137 had stuffed inside.

Grandpa walked over, half-squatted down, picked up the note and looked at it.

"Hahahaha! You didn't expect that, did you? It's fake! I already made arrangements with the Dog-Mouth Killer before you even arrived. He was just waiting for me to get that pretty little statue, and I bet you're furious right now because you wasted so much time on a fake robot!"

After reading the note, Grandpa sneered and muttered in a dismissive tone, "Ha...you think I didn't anticipate your scheme?"

After he finished speaking, Grandpa's neck suddenly twisted, and a burnt smell of burning wires and acrid black fumes came out of his ears and kept rising upwards.

boom...

Grandpa, who fell heavily to the ground, was only identified as a robot a few minutes later by a bold restaurant waiter.

Meanwhile, C137, carrying Morty and his men, walked for about ten minutes, traversing dozens of dirty alleyways, until they passed through an inconspicuous little door...

A clean hall, completely different from the filthy corridor, appeared before everyone's eyes.

The dog-mouthed assassin, seated in a large leopard-print leather chair, grinned and said, "Sanchez, you've finally arrived. This treasure can finally be handed over to you."

Morty, who had remained silent the whole way, saw the Dogmouth Assassin present C137 with the glittering nine-dragon statue.

His first thought wasn't that he'd been kept in the dark these past few days, but rather that this was how it should have been.

If C137 doesn't pull some dirty trick and give Grandpa a hard time, then Grandpa will start to doubt whether the C137 in front of him is a fake.

Therefore, judging from the current situation, C137's victory seems to be a foregone conclusion.

However, things are not that simple...

Seeing C137 give him a smug smile, Morty pretended to be puzzled, but inwardly he began to sneer, because he hadn't been idle on his way here.

Despite not having a teleportation gun, I came to this place to make preparations in advance.

But I possess a cunning and extraordinary nature!

When we first arrived here, Morty had Tzeentch transform into his spirit form beforehand and then find this place ahead of time by expanding his size.

Using the method of creating objects from nothing, a fake Nine Golden Dragon statue was created on the spot and replaced the statue on the Dog Mouth Killer.

The statue that the other party is about to give C137 is nothing but a fake.

I wonder how angry C137 will get after discovering that this thing is a fake.

The scene that Morty had been eagerly anticipating never unfolded before him.

After C137 got the statue, he didn't seem to have any intention of checking it. He just took out a palm-sized mini safe from his pocket and stuffed the statue, which was as big as a basketball, inside.

Holy crap! Object compression technology!!! This is a technology even my grandpa doesn't have!!!

Seeing C137's cutting-edge technology, Morty's attention was completely diverted, and he didn't even notice the mysterious smile on C137's face.

[The essence of magic is to focus your attention on the deception, little Morty. You don't really think I wasn't on guard, do you?]

Hehe... Look closely, look closely, look at what I want you to see!

Chapter 316 Are you 25?

After half an hour.

Unsurprisingly, they met in a giant plaza on the Metal Death Star.

Rick

Rick

"Moty"

"Moty"

A group of guys with the exact same name, the exact same appearance, and even the same damn clothes greet each other in the most ridiculous way. When they call each other by name, the person with the same name next to them looks helpless.

There are countless universes, and countless families of five with the same name.

Morty finally understands why Rick and his friends particularly dislike being around Rick.

This has nothing to do with the different personalities of C137, Grandpa, or other Ricks; it's simply because Ricks always think they're the coolest guy in the universe.

It turns out that the coolest thing isn't just something that exists in every universe; it's practically a wholesale item.

When they meet, if there are many people, they must call each other by number, or even change into their favorite clothes to distinguish each other.

This feeling is akin to the protagonist of an urban novel successfully becoming a super-rich person, only to discover that there are countless versions of himself in countless universes.

Moreover, everyone here is incredibly wealthy.

This is absolutely awful!

So if this applies to Rick, it's not just a small problem, it's a huge problem.

So Morty thinks that if Ricks weren't so indifferent to birds, and if they actually cared about uniqueness, a Rick universe war would be inevitable.

Sigh, living in this world is so damn hard...

While Morty was feeling mentally exhausted, C137 and Grandpa were not at all. They were like teenagers in their late teens, with nothing but excitement in their eyes.

Yes, I'm excited...

For Grandpa, what could make him happier than defeating C137? Well, except for Diane's matter. Don't nitpick. Whoever does, their Ass will get a Miracle Fruit seed stuffed into their Ass.

For C137, defeating his grandfather was like a seasoning in his peaceful life, like adding some chili peppers to a bowl of boiled noodles.

It provides the little thrills he craves, but doesn't exceed the limit.

Thinking of this, C137 smiled and pulled out a mini safe from his pocket. He exaggeratedly, but actually deliberately provoked his grandfather, saying, "Well, well, although only about an hour has passed since the twelve-hour period ended."

"But our agreement is that whoever gets the Nine Golden Dragon Statue first wins."

"While I'd love to see you waste twelve hours only to be devastated to discover the Nine Golden Dragon Statue was in my hands all along, I'll still finish this quickly, since you're just too weak...motherfuck!!!"

He reached into the mini safe and found an empty C137. He cursed loudly and looked at his grandfather with disbelief.

However, this expression was like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, disappearing in an instant and then hidden beneath his face.

He whispered to himself, 'This motherfuck is good,' and then he saw his grandfather's smug smile.

A sudden realization dawned on C137, and an unbelievable thought arose in his mind.

He was all too familiar with that victor's smile, so familiar that it was almost unbearable. He had used that same smile, with its contempt, smugness, or simply "it's nothing special" expression, to look down on many people.

What C137 couldn't understand was how the other party had obtained the Nine Golden Dragon Statue.

If the other party got the Nine Golden Dragon Statue, and I also got a statue from the Dog-Mouthed Assassin, wouldn't there be two statues?

The next second, he reached into his pocket and pulled out an empty grandfather statue. His expression seemed to freeze, like a primitive man who had been frozen under a glacier for thousands of years. His features were lifelike, yet he remained forever stiff.

For the past half hour, Grandpa manipulated the robot to make a deal face-to-face with the fake Dogmouth Killer. After discovering that the other party was fake, Grandpa rushed into the Dogmouth Killer's private room and directly tried to steal the Nine Golden Dragon Statue.

The nine-gold dragon statue, displayed in a glass case, features a gold frame, various precious gemstones as embellishments, and intricate patterns carved by master craftsmen—a unique piece in the world.

I already put it in my pocket, so why did it disappear again?

【This motherfuck is good! 】

Grandpa was shocked and completely baffled as to how the nine golden dragon statues were stolen without his knowledge.

You should know that every Rick's shirt contains various life-saving gadgets for critical moments, and under normal circumstances, no one is allowed to touch the shirt.

Not to mention, when he was on his guard at his highest, the statue was stolen from him without anyone noticing.

Can the C137 really go to this level of incredible feats?

Grandpa thought it was unlikely, because if this guy were really that powerful, the other party wouldn't have been betrayed by him in Hermuel.