Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

A golden palace atop a mountain, a bustling metropolis, three colossal evil gods in the sky, and countless Tzeentch statues scattered across the land...

Looking at the number of Tzeentch statues, comparable to the number of streetlights in a city, and having witnessed Morty's dream, she felt that she must have entered Morty's mind.

But how did I manage to do that?

Why is this helmet connected to Morty's consciousness?

Upon seeing this, Sangmei immediately took off her helmet. She didn't want to sneak into Morty's mind and accidentally do something that Morty would find out about.

Jerry's fate may very well be his own.

If there's a Jerry Daycare Center, why can't there be a Sangmei Daycare Center?

After taking off her helmet and carefully placing it on the table, Sangmei immediately left the garage. Just then, she heard a knock at the door.

When they got to the door, they saw Tzeentch, who hadn't shown up much in the past two days. He was carrying an M4A1 and had the old American flag painted on his face.

With his hair styled in a shrewd and capable ponytail, Tzeentch, like the kind of positive-energy protagonist often seen in movies and TV series, handed a flyer to Sangmi.

"Sangmei, it's time! It's time to rebuild the White House! Are you willing to contribute your part to this cause?"

"Sorry, not only did I not, but I also want to ask you what you've been up to these past few days. I've seen news reports about the 'Fifty States Terrorist Attack Squad,' and you..."

"That's right! I did it!"

"..."

Speechless, Sangmei silently took out her phone and sent a text message to Morty in front of someone, telling him to take good care of this subconscious that was purely for fun from beginning to end and was about to cause at least tens of millions of people to die in a war.

Suddenly, everything went black before Sangmei's eyes, and she collapsed straight to the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong with you! Wake up! What's wrong with you...?"

When Tzeentch saw that Sangmi seemed to have fainted, she immediately went over to support her. Then, while calling for an ambulance, she took Sangmi's phone, saw the message that someone had just sent, rolled her eyes, and then called Morty.

But at that moment, Morty was busy defending his father, who was red-faced and visibly angry, and had no time to pay attention to the phone call.

Unable to reach Morty, Tzeentch thought of his grandfather, but the latter? You want to find him? Unless he comes to you, or you have a teleportation gun and know his exact coordinates, you simply cannot find him.

Therefore, Tzeentch couldn't disengage from his current form at that moment, so he could only try to communicate with Morty telepathically. However, Morty completely ignored him, leaving Tzeentch with no choice but to think of the last person in his house...

Beth!

Chapter 347 Going to the Dark Matter World?

“Listen to me! You motherfuck! This man! This man standing in front of you, who looks timid, used to work tirelessly every day to support his family!”

"He worked day and night! In the end, he suffered a serious illness, both physically and mentally! What was once a brave, composed, generous, and well-mannered man has become like this!"

"And you people deny his past contributions! You judge him only by his current appearance! You ignore his rich work experience accumulated over the years, and how much he longs for a new opportunity!!!"

"I don't care about all that! Now that you're the new government of North America, you have to solve this man's problem!"

"Otherwise, you can forget about working normally today!"

As a boy raised under the red flag, Morty never imagined that his accumulated life experience would one day come in handy in the world of Remo...

Yeah, allocate based on who makes the most noise...

This trick actually works quite well...

The angry teenager and the timid father not only increased the credibility of Morty's story by at least three times, but also made the surrounding onlookers speak well of Jerry.

Look at that child, he's so thin and frail, and the old father looks timid and doesn't dare to speak.

You should at least help out in some way, right?

The Colorado job market officials, fed up with Jerry's antics, promptly gave him a street sweeping job: no permanent position, $3 a month, no social security or housing fund benefits, and if he dared to join the union, this temporary worker would be fired immediately.

Morty: "How much do you guys hate this thing...?"

Jerry: "Let's go, let's go, Morty, stop making a fuss..."

Having secured a job, Jerry, wanting to take it while he could, hurriedly pulled Morty away from the job market. He didn't want to lose this hard-won opportunity.

I didn't originally intend to say much; I just wanted Jerry to stop messing around at home and go out and get a real job.

As soon as he left the three-story building and stepped onto the street, he took out his phone and glanced at it. His expression changed, and after throwing Jerry a hundred-dollar bill, he deactivated his physical form and sped off towards his home in his soul form.

Morty, who had been speeding through the air and arrived home in just a few minutes, was just as Beth was at the door. He glanced at her with concern.

The two people, who had no idea what was going on inside the house, went inside together.

However, they discovered that the situation inside the house was completely different from what Tzeentch had described.

Sang Mei, who was lying flat on the sofa, seemed to have her facial features replaced by a thick black mist that shot straight up to the ceiling. This black mist, which was only the size of a small watermelon, had begun to spread towards her ears and the back of her head.

Judging from the rise and fall of her chest, she should still be breathing and not dead.

"What do we do!" Beth wasn't the first person in the room to panic; she clutched her hair, her eyes filled with helplessness and terror.

When she received the call from Jianqi, she thought that Sangmei had suddenly fallen ill, so she urged Jianqi to call an ambulance as soon as possible.

But the situation developed far beyond her expectations.

What on earth is going on?!

Sangmei, lying on the sofa with black mist emanating from her face—what happened to her?!

Unlike Beth, who was initially shocked and wondering "what happened to her?", Morty quickly calmed down after her initial surprise and, when in doubt, went to his grandfather!

He took out his phone and called his grandfather, only to find that the multiverse communication signal was interrupted?!

WTF? !

I suddenly remembered why Jerry came to see Grandpa this morning; it seems it was because the multiverse channel, or the dark matter world network, had malfunctioned.

Who the hell is so bored... Wait! Holy crap! The King in Yellow!!

Thinking about it this way, Morty had a pretty good idea of ​​why the signal was gone.

The experiment in the simulator was successful, which ultimately allowed Rick and his friends to enter the dark matter world, causing the King in Yellow to escape from the dark matter world.

However, in the real world, due to Grandpa's intervention, twenty of the experimental Ricks were killed, causing the Dark Matter World project to slow down significantly.

So Hastur, the King in Yellow, is still in the dark matter world.

So the question is, what exactly is Hastur doing inside?

What exactly is he planning in that godforsaken place?

Morty, unable to waste any more time, handed his phone to Tzeentch, whom he trusted most, and asked her to protect it.

I need to go to the dark matter world to do some emergency telecommunications repairs...

If the signal isn't restored, we won't be able to contact Grandpa or notify him, and Sangmei's life might be in danger!

"I'm leaving! I...wait a minute! I almost forgot the most, most, most important thing!"

Seeing that Morty was about to leave but then stopped and said that he had forgotten something very important, Tzeentch and Beth looked at him with serious expressions.

What exactly happened?

What could be more important than getting in touch with Grandpa?

“Jerry is still near the city center. I gave him a hundred dollars to take a taxi back. Since you can't help me right now, Mom, why don't you go find Jerry? Make sure he's at least ten kilometers... no! Fifty kilometers away! I'm really afraid he'll rip me off.”

Beth: "..."

Tzeentch: "..."

Unexpectedly, before Morty rushed off to a dangerous world, the thing he was most worried about was Jerry. Beth felt a little embarrassed and picked up her handbag and walked towards the door.

Seeing Beth leave, Morty deactivated his physical form and entered the phone in his soul form. However, the signal was completely lost. Entering the dark matter world was obviously no longer as simple as before, where one could simply follow the signal to enter the deep world of that universe.

Fortunately, just like all signals, they need to pass through a joint to transmit the message more efficiently.

Communication in dark matter networks is no exception.

Those network-like pipes that fill the dark matter network world are like communication wires; following them, you can always find the concentration of signals.

At the location where C167's signals were concentrated, Morty followed the transmitted signals and found the Eye of the Universe...

Yes, it's the thing that C167 built when he was at the Shadow Tech Geek Group. Morty never expected that it would be the central hub, or rather, the transit station, for all signals entering the dark matter world in the entire universe.

Morty wasted no more time figuring out where the signal came from. There were two teleportation guns at home, one held by his grandfather and the other his own.

Morty went to the garage to retrieve his teleportation gun, opened the portal to the Eye of the Universe, and just as he poked his head out, a bullet was shot straight at him!

"Fuck! Who is it?!"

Chapter 348 The more questions you ask, the more you think, the more your future holds.

In his spirit form, Morty is difficult to harm physically, but extremely vulnerable to magical damage; this unique physical characteristic determines his vulnerability.

When he saw the bullet flashing yellow light heading towards him, thanks to the keen vision of the Lord of Thought, he didn't worry about the damage the bullet would cause him at all.

So... that's why he didn't move at all and just stood there taking a bullet.

The pain in his forehead made him realize that he could be hit even in his soul form. Fear rose in his heart, but after realizing that he was not dead, he saw Morty and Rui... Grandpa standing in front of him?

The former was holding a pistol, with a mocking expression on his face.

Fuck? How did we get inside the Eye of the Universe...?

Wait... why do they look so much like me and my grandpa?

Although Morty and Rick, and Rick and Morty, look almost identical, seeing these two guys in front of me...

Morty always had a feeling of seeing himself...

"Does it hurt? You pig who's about to push the C167 universe to the brink of destruction! That's right! I am you! I traveled back in time to tell you that your guess is correct! That dark matter world is closely related to Sang Mei's problem!"

"But now you think the question is, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

"You can't find Grandpa, so you have to go into the dark matter world. If you don't go into the dark matter world, you can't find Grandpa?"

"Have you forgotten the Mirror City?"

"You forgot that thing can pinpoint Grandpa's exact location, so there's no need to repair the 'line' at all. You just wanted to check out what Hastur was up to on the way!"

"Now! Get the teleportation gun out, open the portal, and get to the Mirror City!"

After the irritable future Morty rambled on and on, his future grandfather, who was standing next to him, tossed a key to Morty.