Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

He only needs to take a few more steps forward! Touch that console, enter Hermuel's coordinates, and he'll reach the Fly People's imperial capital!

Just then, from the other end of the portal, a Rick with a perm, earrings, and tight pants jumped out...

"blablabla, okay, we've arrived at this multi-dimensional... degree... degree... Holy crap! Why are there so many Ricks?!"

"Help!! They're trying to kill Rick!!! My rival has bribed other Ricks!! They're going to kill Rick!!! I'm going to die like Julius Caesar, assassinated by the Senate, becoming a world-famous figure..."

"Get lost!! Where did this piece of trash Rick come from!!!"

Chapter 350 is terrifying!

"This is terrifying! Absolutely terrifying! Why is this happening... Ah! You hit me? You actually dared to hit me???"

"Go ahead and hit me again if you dare... Ah!!"

"Waaaaah! How dare Morty hit Rui! You bunch of paramecia! How dare you hit Rui! Rui is going to tell the TV station... Ah!!!"

In the vast red cloud of the A-001 universe, a spaceship escaped from the multidimensional customs and entered a faster-than-light travel spaceship.

Morty, who should have been sitting in the driver's seat staring at the dashboard, was instead slapping the whining, permed Rick across the face.

Or rather... damn... where did this effeminate Rick come from...?

Although the concept of an infinite universe and an infinite Rick has been deeply ingrained in Morty's soul, he still can't help but feel his blood pressure rise every time he sees a brand new Rick.

Rick the plumber, Rick the mover, Rick the appliance repairman—his blood pressure is fairly normal, after all, it's not that unusual.

Capitalist Rick, business owner Rick, administrative Rick—I can barely accept these Ricks who are involved in business and administration. But it's better for old Rick to go into business and politics than to let him go around killing people all over the universe, right?

But Rick, the effeminate singer in front of us, is the kind of Rick that makes your blood pressure soar to its peak.

Morty, who had just escaped to this side of the portal and somehow managed to get this guy onto the spaceship, could tell from the sight of Rick crying his eyes out that he had a perm. He slapped Rick a dozen times, but couldn't stop him from sobbing. Instead, it made Rick cry even harder.

"Alright, alright, stop torturing this good-for-nothing. Just pretend he doesn't exist. You need to think about how to escape now."

Unable to bear it any longer, Tzeentch emerged from Morty's body and advised him not to bother with this permed Rick, but to focus on the countless future versions of himself and his grandfather, which was the most important thing.

Why bother beating up a good-for-nothing like Rick?

To Tankie's surprise, Rick, who was crying her eyes out with her permed hair, actually stood up and righteously reprimanded her after being called a loser...

Rui is not a loser!

Rui Ke has won the Golden Voice Singing Contest on Ruicheng TV for five consecutive years!

You're even lower than Morty, you piece of trash, what right do you have...?

"Ah~"

After slapping her across the face, Tzeentch withdrew her hand and shook her head as she walked towards the driver's seat: "Ugh, that's infuriating! I've never seen anyone so despicable..."

After glancing at Rick, who had been sent flying two meters by Tzeentch's slap, Morty thought for a moment and decided not to waste any more time on him.

Their spaceship is currently traveling faster than light, so unless Rick has acquired a teleportation gun with more precise positioning capabilities, they are in a very safe situation.

After all, teleportation guns also have their limits.

A single, finite central curve of the C137 kept countless Ricks trapped inside the wall.

To locate a faster-than-light spaceship, the technology needed to be at least on par with that of C137.

So for now, since no one is on the spaceship, there's no need to worry about whether you'll die any second from now on.

"Tell me, what are your next steps? If I had a body, I wouldn't want to get involved in that mess between you and your future self at all."

"But there's nothing we can do. We're one now, so your life is my life."

"As for dragging it out, I don't think it can be dragged out for long."

"Have you noticed that almost every future version of yourself that's chasing you teleports to within a few hundred meters of you? This means that no matter how far you travel—tens or thousands of light-years—those who are meant to be by your side will still be there."

Sitting in the pilot's seat, with her long, slender legs draped over the dashboard and her head resting on her hands, Tzeentch stared at the blurry, distorted world through the spaceship's windows. After saying this, she waited for a long time, but Morty didn't speak to her.

It wasn't until she turned around that she saw Morty sitting directly on the ground, his eyes closed, looking as if he were deep in thought.

Because they share a brain, Tzeentch immediately realized that Morty was emptying his own mind, trying to eliminate as many possibilities as possible before figuring out how to drag things out.

This is a great idea, because Morty is now a timeline generator. The more speculations he has about the future, the more timelines he creates, and the more of his future self and future grandfather will come after him.

Therefore, clearing your mind right now is a wise choice for procrastination.

But what Tzeentch and Morty didn't know was that in C167's home, a group of future Saumi were gathered around Saumi, plotting how to save her.

Although the number of these future Sangmi is only about twenty, this small number indicates the chances of Sangmi surviving.

But this doesn't stop these Sangmei from getting together and using everything they've experienced to plan a better future for the current Sangmei.

"Since she's already in an unstable state between reality and fiction, why don't we just use that fake reality device in Grandpa's underground base to forcibly pull her back to the real world?"

“I think this idea is very stupid. After experiencing a series of things, I have gained the ability of the world in my mind. Grandpa and Morty have decided that when they go on adventures in the future, they will definitely take me with them. So why don’t we take a bigger risk and do something that will benefit the future?”

"Oh? You little bitch, Grandpa decided to take you on an adventure, so he bribed you, you poor thing? You really bring shame upon us!"

"Fuck you! Shame on you? You dare say you don't have even a tiny bit of longing in your heart? You can't get a single bit of warmth in this house, yet you haven't run away. Don't you have any self-awareness? What's the difference between you and me???"

"Fuck you! All you know is 'fuck yourself'? I'll fuck you!!"

"Go to hell!"

"Go to hell? I'll go to hell!"

Of course, as it turns out, a bunch of Saomai together is far more unsettling than a bunch of Mortys together...

This group of people, each unwilling to concede to the other and believing that their path to survival was the most suitable for Sangmei now and in the future, quickly escalated from insults to physical violence.

As the conflict escalates from physical violence to using objects to attack others, each future version of Sangmi begins to demonstrate to her counterparts in different timelines that her survival is not merely a matter of surviving.

And thus, this misfortune turned into a blessing in disguise!

"Take this fire punch!"

"Fire Fist? What are you now? A muscle-bound idiot who likes fighting games?"

"Fuck you! Die, you son of a bitch!!!"

Chapter 351 It's Time for Me to Go Too

"Ah~ what a rare holiday~"

"That feels so good."

On the beach where every grain of sand was as dazzling as gold, Grandpa lay on a deck chair, holding a glass of chilled liquor, sipping it while watching his toddler Beth play.

If he were simply trying to get some of Old Rick's signature spirits, it's impossible that Grandpa would have been away from the C167 universe for so long without ever returning.

The reason he hadn't gone back for so long was naturally because he had 'stopped by' to see Diane, and then Little Beth said she wanted to go to the beach.

So, as a doting father who couldn't even bring himself to hurt the female version of Morty, Grandpa naturally took Beth and Diane to the beach to enjoy some rare father-daughter time and to build an emotional bond with Diane.

"Don't you have a lot of things to do outside? Are you sure your presence here won't interfere with your work?"

"There are... there are many, but that doesn't stop me from staying here..."

"Rick, you haven't forgotten how I felt about those things, have you?"

"I know...I know..."

With just a few words, Grandpa, who had completely fallen silent in front of Diane, wasn't angry. Instead, the strange sense of familiarity made him feel as if he had returned to the day he developed the teleportation gun.

It was a bright and sunny morning. After three weeks of continuous thinking, Grandpa, who had stayed up all night to complete the transmission formula, was so excited that he couldn't contain himself.

So, without stopping, he used the only materials he had and spent seven hours working through the night until the first rays of sunlight shone through the crack in the garage door and filled the entire room.

Grandpa's first teleportation gun!

Complete!

The grandfather, who had a terrible early life but rose to prominence later in the game, had almost the same attitude towards the teleportation gun as C137.

After overcoming this technical hurdle, the joy in my heart turned into a kind of fear!

If Diane's death is the core of every Rick's complete indifference, then the teleportation gun is the spark that ignited the fuse, the origin of all Rick's stories.

When you have the ability to travel to any universe, the outside world becomes so attractive to you that it can influence your entire life.

And when you take that step, everything you have now will slowly say goodbye to you.

A person only has 24 hours in a day, and the quantity of love is 1.

If you give this world a few hours, and then give that world a few hours, the final result is that you only have a few hours of time in your original world.

Just like love... if someone gives a little more love to someone else, then they'll give a little less to that person...

It is precisely on this point that Diane's tolerance and magnanimity, which never restricts an eagle from soaring through the sky, and her genuine and unpretentious attitude, make Grandpa and all the Ricks feel that they have been indebted to each other for the rest of their lives.

But returning to family life?

Yet it's so difficult to do!

Do you want to give up the outside world?

So when Diane once again showed her magnanimity, Grandpa didn't know how to respond, because he had already completely wasted most of his life.

If he ultimately doesn't consider achieving immortality, then forget about illness; the time he has left before natural death is enough for him to die before Diane reaches middle age.

Perhaps sensing the awkward silence, or perhaps Diane truly had something to say, and given that Morty's 'grandchildren' weren't present.

She sighed deeply, looked directly into her grandfather's eyes, and said, "Sigh, Rick, actually, I do harbor some resentment."

"Sometimes I think, there's nothing wrong with a man working hard in his career outside and his wife supporting him from behind."

"But when you went too far and too high, I realized what kind of man I had chosen to marry."

"You are like the one destined to stand at the highest peak, the most dazzling star among all the stars, while I... I only bore you a child, and I haven't done anything that could be considered worthy of your status."

"So I resent myself, and I resent you."

"Why did God give me such a dazzling man? His brilliance has turned an ordinary family, which wasn't perfect but was full of laughter, into what it is today."

"Without my knowledge, the universe was destroyed, and I, Beth, our little family, were all gone."

"And all of this, to me, is like blinking an eye; you, who have lived for over forty years longer, have reappeared before me."

“Rick...Rick...the way you're trying to piece everything back together right now isn't something I like. It's just that everything about me has been stuck for over forty years, and it's only now that it's starting to...work again.”