Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Every day, billions are legitimately extracted from these large families.

Then he distributed all the money, without keeping a single penny for himself, to everyone who walks on land.

"Then why is he... here today...? Is it because of the two of us?"

Morty, who had also watched this historical account, was initially puzzled by Mr. Smith's sudden act of destroying a building after acquiring such a virtuous and righteous image, but considering the other party's attitude towards them...

Mr. Smith must have met other Ricks and Mortys before!

Because in this world, he didn't marry Beth at all, and might not even know her. So how could he have met Rick without Morty around?

There can only be this answer!

"He must have met other Ricks, and something must have happened that ultimately led him to where he is today."

"We're like sparks, he already has a fuse burning inside him."

Grandpa analyzed what had happened and felt that although Mr. Smith had a lot of opinions about the two of them, there were reasons for it.

Should I waste my time on him?

Grandpa thought it was completely unnecessary.

Instead of wasting time and effort trying to kill Jerry, he figured he might as well spend that time improving Morty's strength. So he decided to just leave. After all, there were no casualties after the fight, so why deepen the hatred?

Yes, those who died are not counted as casualties on our side.

It doesn't count as Mr. Smith's injury or death.

No one cares about their deaths except for those who do care about them.

"Alright, everyone, let's stop targeting this man who's destined for a great future. Let's prepare..."

"No! I want to stay!"

The person who was least likely to express his opinion at this moment, and whose opinion was almost ignored by everyone, unexpectedly stepped forward today.

"You? Don't be ridiculous, Jerry, what are you going to do staying here?" Beth tried to dissuade Jerry from his naive thoughts, which were still stuck in his childhood mind despite his middle age.

"I want to make a difference too!"

For the first time, the words that came out of Jerry's mouth carried weight.

A glint of light flashed in Grandpa's eyes. Not intending to directly refuse Jerry, he asked with great interest, "What do you want to do?"

"I...I will defeat him!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa clapped his hands with a mocking laugh, then provoked him with a disdainful tone: "You mean you're going to side with the big family and target Mr. Smith, is that right?"

"Then you should know that the price you pay for doing this is that you will be despised by everyone behind your back, right?"

"Are you sure you want to act like this, driven by jealousy and disregarding right and wrong?"

"Just to prove that you're more capable than this Mr. Smith?"

Unlike usual, Jerry's toughness this time almost made Morty think that Mr. Smith had replaced him.

With an extremely forceful tone and attitude, Jerry raised his right hand and gave his grandfather the middle finger. His face was filled with jealousy as he growled, "Yes! Fuck! Yes! This is an idea I've never had in my life! So I'm going to do it! What do you think, Rick Sanchez?"

Grandpa laughed heartily as he watched Jerry rise to prominence for the first time. The wrinkles on his forehead were etched with laughter.

Finally... I've found a way to make Jerry act more like a man...

They found a Jerry who was doing better and used him to provoke him!

"No problem! Jerry Smith, so how are you going to defeat that great Mr. Smith?"

"I...I want to give a public speech!"

Morty: "..."

Grandpa: "..."

Sangmei: "..."

Beth: "..."

The four of them, who could never forget what Jerry had said in his last public speech, very tacitly distanced themselves from him.

Grandpa, who always viewed the last faction swap as a stain on his life, waved to Morty and then made a lightning-fast escape.

"Motty! It's up to you now! Assist your father!"

As soon as Grandpa left, Beth and Sammy also made a swift escape, leaving only Morty and Jerry, who were on the verge of tears, standing in the deserted alley.

"Phew! Let's go, Morty! Now it's father and son working together..."

"No! Don't make promises you can't keep!!!"

Chapter 384 Mr. Smith

Jerry is about to give a public speech, and countless people in the multiverse would laugh their heads off, but in Mr. Smith's universe...

Almost any message posted on anyone's social media account would immediately spark heated discussions across the internet!

So when Jerry, whose intentions were unclear, who might cause trouble, who would do something terribly wrong, and who was probably out of his mind, said he was going to give a public speech.

Morty, who just wanted the matter to pass quickly, promptly found him a large shopping mall where, after being slapped a few times, he became very cooperative.

The plan is to make him humiliate himself, and ultimately, out of shame, choose to return to universe C167, so he won't continue to make a fool of himself in the multiverse.

So, before the stage was even set up by the staff, nearly 5,000 people had already arrived on the ground. Jerry, who was in a brand store in the mall, was getting a little nervous.

Morty decisively stated that a scene with several thousand people was far too large for him to handle!

"No! Absolutely not! My whole life... my whole life! My whole life!!!"

"Had two kids? One boy and one girl?"

"..."

Seeing someone about to undergo a personality reshaping or a complete change of heart under the impact of emotions, Morty decisively tries to suppress them with a joke.

However, the method that usually works every day has failed to work today.

Jerry, wearing the high-end custom-made suit that the shop had "gifted him as a token of friendship" (a gift from them after a few slaps), stood tall and proud, then decisively and stylishly turned and walked out of the store.

Seeing Jerry, who was usually timid and hesitant, become so brave today, Morty recalled what his grandfather had said before he ran away.

He thought to himself.

Damn... how come he's so amazing today?

[His jealousy... once it flares up, he might just become a Jerry-like god of war...]

[Fuck! Something big is definitely going to happen today!]

But what's the rush for me...?

When Morty thought Jerry was up to something big, his first reaction wasn't to chase after him and knock him out with a punch, but rather, with the mindset of a bystander, he decided to "borrow" a camera to film the whole thing.

Anyway, I've done all the advice I could.

If I interfere with Jerry's speech now, Jerry will definitely think that he would have performed exceptionally well, but was simply prevented from doing so.

And then... there was no peace!

So, let it be!

After obtaining a small, handheld high-definition camera from the top-floor shopping area of ​​the mall, Morty took the elevator back down to the ground and exited the mall.

Jerry had already walked to the stage with the microphone in his hand. The spiky look in his eyes was gone, his back was hunched, and his legs were trembling slightly.

In just over ten minutes, a total of forty to fifty thousand people had gathered. Jerry tried to speak several times, but his voice was drowned out by the ever-growing waves of people. His right hand, holding the microphone, was covered in cold sweat.

The fear that had just been kept out by that inexplicable confidence was slowly seeping into his heart.

He was about to turn and run away when he saw Morty holding a camera, smiling and waiting for him, ready to film exactly what might happen next.

He...doesn't want to leave anymore!

But if I don't leave, what should I say to these people in front of me?

"Fuck!"

Jerry stomped his foot, straightened up, and instinctively cursed.

Upon hearing this, the room fell silent.

Just as Jerry was about to explain that his 'fuck' wasn't directed at them...

A frenzied shout had already erupted from the crowd, with countless die-hard fans crying and screaming, filling in all the gaps in Jerry's speech in one go.

"Look! Mr. Smith! He's silent! He turns around! He faces us! He mutters 'fuck!' This is his disappointment in us! This is his regret at the slow progress of our great cause!!! This is a furious outburst that ignites the flame of hope!!!"

"Waaaaah!! We betrayed his trust!!! He did a good job scolding us! He was brilliant!!! We really deserved to be scolded!!!"

"Mr Smith! Mr Smith! Mr Smith!"

"Look up at us! Tell us! We can do it! Tell us! We can do that!!!"

The incredibly enthusiastic crowd left Jerry completely speechless. Like a puppet on a string, amidst the cheers and shouts, he finally uttered, "You can do it..."

Upon hearing this, as if receiving some kind of signal, people erupted in deafening cheers that rose from the ground floor all the way to the top floor.

Those wealthy people standing on the top floor of the mall, looking down at the masses, clearly heard the roar that hadn't weakened even after 800 meters, and their faces immediately turned pale.

You can do it... Has this movement, spearheaded and developed by Mr. Smith, finally reached the implementation stage today?

"Quick! Call for help! Call security personnel... security robots! From this moment on, I want no non-robot security forces allowed around my home!"

"Quickly! Remove all daily necessities from the shelves of our supermarket. From this moment on, I will not allow a single grain of rice to be eaten by them in this city!"

"Suspend all flights! Close all highways! Ban all flights! Since they want war, then we'll give them war!"

As the people on the top floor began to act, those on the ground were not idle either. Everyone rushed towards the podium, lifted Jerry up with their arms and legs, and then walked towards the street.

This fanatical group grew rapidly, with hundreds of people joining every second, until the entire city was drawn to their cause and rallied under the banner of 'Mr. Smith'.

Holding a triangular flag with a large image of Jerry, Morty blended in with the crowd, shouting "Long live Mr. Smith!" and laughing wildly as he recorded the whole scene with a camera.

People walking past him, upon seeing the camera, were all so excited that they waved enthusiastically at it.

Hoping, anticipating, and yearning for the day when, in a historical documentary, I will become an ordinary person in the eyes of future generations, someone who was extraordinary on that particular day.

"Sigh, I knew he'd cause something like this..."