Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"Damn it... I hate it so much..."

"Time travel is simply..."

"puff!"

While the transmigrators who landed in the game were killed, the research institute in Ruicheng successfully pushed a certain secret experiment to a higher level.

For a long time, everyone in Ruicheng has never given up on solving the problem of the finite central curve, but now... it's like the big apple that hit Newton on the head.

A researcher discovered a method, a method called time travel...

"Success... By capturing the surge of primordial energy in the universe, we completely 'Rickified' the information of an outsider, and he was sucked in..."

"We've really been getting stuck on this one thing all along!"

"Why must we destroy this wall? We just need to find a crack in the wall, modify our information into a signal that this universe cannot accept, and then we can be rejected!"

"This immune system also has its limitations!"

Chapter 328 The Dark Matter World

Things are difficult as they may be.

If you don't do something because it's difficult, then it's not a problem with the task itself, but a problem with yourself.

So when Morty learned that he was the only one chosen to explore the Deep World, he promptly pulled out his teleportation gun and prepared to run away on the spot.

Damn it!

Why do you leave that dark little Mo right next to you and make me run to the deep world to find the lowest level of the core?

I slept for a few hours under the sun, and when I opened my eyes again, everything had changed. My beloved grandson was no longer my beloved grandson, but just a grandson.

Pooh!

Unload the mill and kill the donkey!

I knew you were the worst old geezer!

I'm leaving right now!

"Morty! Stop it! Dark Morty, he can't enter the Deep World at all, and neither can I. Only your special physique can do it!"

"Well said! My shoulders are a little sore though."

Morty finished speaking in a casual, nonchalant tone.

The 'sensible' Dark Morty ran to Morty's side at lightning speed and started massaging his shoulders. His fawning smile was a far cry from the confidence and composure he displayed when he first appeared in the first season.

If he were to play a villain in a period drama, the director would probably have to tell him to hold back.

Don't let the lead actor get too cocky.

[Capable of bending and stretching... not easy to deal with...]

Tzeentch: "You still want to deal with him? You have so many imaginary enemies. Now that your relationship has become friendly because of this, can't you make more friends? Show off your social charm? If you and him team up, you'll be a combination that can do whatever you want in this universe!"

Morty: "And then he backstabs you?"

Tzeentch: "..."

Too lazy to waste any more words on the increasingly delusional Mortig, Tzeentch decisively shut his mouth and went about his own business.

After Tzeentch stopped talking, Morty didn't bother her anymore.

After glancing at Dark Morty for a few seconds, then at his grandfather for a few seconds, and pondering for a moment, Morty agreed to enter the Deep World, but before going in...

We must make things clear.

Because this matter is not about stuffing some magical fruit into a certain place, nor is it about the wonderful story of the divine fire and the linking of the fire, nor is it about a battle of wits with C137 or Grandpa.

The place I'm going to next has nothing to do with intrigue or backstabbing.

It might be a deep, rarely visited world, with very little information available—a subterranean world buried deep within the reality before people's eyes...

It's just like the code in a mobile app.

As someone who is generated by 'code', one must look back at one's own 'Dima' and the code of this world.

This... is no easy task...

And most importantly... how exactly do you get into this world?

After all this talk about the deeper world, tell me how to get into that world! I can't exactly shout "I want to go in!" to the heavens, can I?

"Actually, you just need to crawl in here..."

Grandpa pulled out a phone that had clearly just been modified and said to Morty.

If you ignore the whole backstory, Morty almost thought he was some kind of AI smartphone, and Grandpa was about to go back into the phone himself.

However, returning to this point, the problem becomes quite obvious.

The way to reach the deeper world is to crawl into a phone?

Are you kidding me?!

Isn't this like telling someone that when they sit on their toilet, their butt sticks to it immediately, and then there's a golden halo above their head?

"Okay, I know you're scared, but this phone is already connected to the dark matter network. Go inside, and you should be able to see things at the dark matter level."

"You're not the first person to go in; Hastur, the King in Yellow, also entered this world."

"However, he was just passing through that world that time and didn't do much research on it."

Morty, who had always known that the Dark Matter Network was the channel connecting all information in the universe, clicked his tongue, hesitated for a long time, and finally resigned himself to his fate and went inside.

In short, it's as if a living, breathing person has inexplicably become a being in a 2D world, a two-dimensional world, or a second dimension.

He used alcohol to process the explosive information.

Returning to the normal world has become Morty's biggest wish.

No one wants to be trapped in a cage within a cage.

Well... let's give it a try!

Having shed his physical form, Morty transformed into a cloud of white mist and seeped into the phone, where he detected the signal in a more microscopic world.

Following the signal, we began to enter the world of the dark matter network.

That which clings to countless atoms, and whose vision eventually shifts from a world of various colors to a world with a dark background and gray grids everywhere.

And then... that was it...

Because Grandpa lets Morty explore freely!

After all, many people, including Grandpa, only know that this world is a network used for communication between the multiverses. As for other details, and what's inside...

These are all just guesses.

With the belief that "if you don't court death, you won't die," Morty carefully controlled his body, moving forward step by step, afraid of touching something unseen.

No one knows how much time has passed, but in this space where time doesn't exist, Morty finally touched the first 'pipeline'.

The energetic rap music started playing in this eternally peaceful world, and Morty, who was used to the quiet, almost had a heart attack.

He felt like he had broken into someone's house and unintentionally made noise that might alert the homeowner, a thief.

"This is Jerry Smith Radio! My viewers! How are you?! It's that time of day again for our midnight DJ session at 7:12..."

Morty: "Why is he so persistent..."

I never expected that by casually touching a 'pipe,' I could hear the voice of DJ Jerry from a parallel universe.

After silently counting to a thousand in his mind, and seeing no change in his surroundings, Morty gradually grew bolder. Of course, this was also largely because he really didn't want to come to this eerie place, which was as quiet as a tomb, too many times.

I always feel that if I stay here for too long, I'll feel like a corpse buried in the mud, completely disconnected from everything around me.

So after several touches.

Morty heard one person or organization after another sending messages to another universe through the dark matter network.

At first, Morty thought it was quite interesting.

This kind of eavesdropping, especially on conversations between people who sound powerful and influential, is about using colloquial language rather than so-called sophisticated political jargon.

Or perhaps it was two netizens from different universes discussing the time it takes to cover an area, while Morty, through the extension of his consciousness, saw their true faces.

A mouse girl, a cat boy...

May you two grow old together in happiness...

Having seen too much and begun to find it boring, Morty headed towards the far reaches of the dark matter world.

After passing through countless 'pipes'...

A palace, devoid of light but constructed entirely of white stone, appeared before Morty.

"This...this...Holy crap! There really is something in here..."

Just as Morty was feeling pleased that he had finally discovered something, he saw someone who absolutely shouldn't be there...

"Fuck!!! How could it be you?!"

Chapter 329 'Keeper's Words

"How did you get here...?"

"Why can't I be here..."

Standing before the towering white palace, Morty looked at Hastur, who always hid his true face beneath his yellow robes. Besides being puzzled, he also felt a strong urge to make a sarcastic remark.

Do you dare to show your true face?

Wearing a yellow robe and cosplaying as the big boss every day, have you forgotten that this is a multiverse?

The truly ruthless characters all have an afro, are alcoholics, and are always saying things like, "I'm going to wipe out a planet," or "I'm going to blow up a galaxy with a bomb."

Keep a low profile, bro, you really need to be more discreet.

However, in such an unfamiliar place, and having encountered an "old acquaintance" with an extremely bad relationship with Old Ke, Morty didn't dare to act recklessly.

Before they could even figure out what this dark matter world was all about, the other side had already started building houses here.