Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

If their Rick is C137.

They can also learn new technologies or innovative ideas from each other from time to time.

But having to deal with that guy, Grandpa...

The technology skill tree is practically non-existent; everything relies on copying and modification. The rest is all about intrigue and trickery. Unable to create anything, they use the limited resources at hand to accomplish tasks one by one.

"Oh right! I completely forgot about that box!"

Considering the limited resources available, Sangmei thought of Morty's Mission Accomplishment Box, because after several upgrades, that thing had been mass-produced for the elite in the technology industry.

Each button represents an elite; where can you find so many elites produced in seconds?

Sangmei's gaze fell on the archway that seemed to transport her through time. Just as she was about to walk over, she suddenly remembered that when she was unconscious, there was indeed another version of herself who went to retrieve that box.

So...this person is myself?

Sangmei, who had always been herself on a certain timeline and took the Mission Accomplishment Box, never imagined that after a series of events, their timeline would actually reach this point.

After marveling at the wonder of fate, Sangmei, not forgetting her grandfather's defense mechanism, asked the AI ​​how to deal with those slime monsters.

Having obtained a special coin, Sangmei put it in her pocket and traveled through the small archway to the past.

It was at this moment that Sangmei's journey to the past triggered a robot that had been left in an underground base.

The box-shaped robot with a levitation device flew to Grandpa's side and injected the medicine into his body with a syringe.

The next second, the heartbroken grandfather woke up on the sofa and rubbed his face, which was so full of grief that if he continued to grieve, he would really be heartbroken.

"Phew! After more than ten hours, she finally got to that timeline and filled in that lingering problem."

"Once we get the Mission Accomplishment Box, the entire time loop will be complete."

"I wonder how things are going with Morty..."

Grandpa muttered a few words, then went to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of strong liquor, and while drinking it, he didn't forget to use the teleportation gun to open the door for Beth and Jerry.

Beth, who had previously gone on a secret mission with weapons, was carrying a large bag in her left hand and seven or eight small bags in her right. Her skin was so smooth and supple that she looked like she had just had a skin whitening treatment and was also out shopping.

As for Jerry...

"P850!!! You're still alive!! You bastard!!! Die!!!"

The female Rick, who came to the C167 universe with Jerry, threw a punch at Grandpa as soon as she passed through the portal.

At that moment, Grandpa had just picked up a bottle of wine and taken a sip when he spat it all out on the spot.

"Jerry! You brought her... Ah! This violent woman! Why did you bring this violent woman here?!"

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"It's really hard to get used to not having Grandpa around..."

"And so many Mortys...most of them make me feel...it's no different from looking at myself...it's a bit creepy!"

After spending about ten hours in the Morty district of Ruicheng, Morty finally found Dark Little Morty, the thief who was good at hiding, after a long and arduous search.

However, this time he did not come to kill the other party, but to personally deliver his grandfather's suggestion to the other party and make sure that the other party accepted it!

So Morty seems to be in a pretty good mood right now.

After all, he had been unconscious for a while. When he woke up, he was dragged to the execution platform. When he saw a dozen or so giant demons in tight-fitting suits falling from the sky, he was so disgusted by their eyesores that he couldn't move.

Grandpa almost mistook it for a fake. If Stein hadn't shouted in time, Grandpa might have gone to save the fake.

In short, when Grandpa took me on the plane, I asked this fast-talking, seemingly stilted old man to help me fix a lingering problem from before.

The future Sangmi who took the Mission Accomplishment Box.

If they continue to ignore this problem, then someday in the future, Sangmei will still travel through time back to that day and take the Mission Accomplishment Box.

If this time loop can be completed under control, why continue to let it exist?

So Grandpa and Morty put on a good show together.

The original plan was that Grandpa deliberately led everyone to the small office next door, leaving Morty to replace a dummy. When Grandpa returned with the people, the dummy suddenly died on the examination machine.

Otherwise, why would Grandpa take everyone away?

Are you suggesting discussing treatment options in front of a patient who is almost 'unconscious,' while worrying that he might overhear you?

Of course, this is to pave the way for the replacement plan!

Fortunately, a minor incident occurred afterward, but the problem was not serious.

The sudden appearance of Rick's loyal followers in suits to commit murder is far more convincing than his sudden death.

Therefore, Morty, who died in front of a group of medical Ricks, can now walk freely in the Morty District without worrying about being seen by the Syndicate.

After ten hours, they finally found Dark Morty in the seemingly small but actually enormous city of Rui.

He didn't even bother to knock; he just kicked the door open.

"Hey! Missed me yet?"

The domineering and arrogant voice only earned him a disdainful glare from Dark Mo, an expression that seemed to say, "Do I look like the kind of person who would miss you?"

"What are you doing here? Do you need something from me?"

"Grandpa asked me to pass on a suggestion to you: if you continue to disrupt the stable power structure of Ruicheng, please don't involve us in the future, okay?"

"Huh... What are you saying? I don't understand at all."

Seeing that Dark Mo was trying to play dumb, Morty, who had met him once before, reached out his right hand, grabbed Dark Mo's hair, and slammed him to the ground.

Looking at Dark Mo, who had been slammed to the ground and then raised his head again.

Someone said, word by word, "No Morty appears out of thin air. You can only be born if Jerry, Beth, Sammy, Rick, and Diane are all present. If any one of them is absent, you will not be born."

"So you have Jerry, Beth, and Sammy!"

"Back then, I suspected that Mr. Smith was a product of my grandfather's experiments, but it wasn't until about ten hours ago that I realized it was all part of your scheme!"

After Morty finished speaking, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he observed Dark Little Morty's expression and noticed the undisguised surprise in the other's eyes.

Having fully grasped the situation, Morty integrated his grandfather's and his own thoughts into one, and finally revealed the complete plan of Dark Morty.

"First of all, your attitude towards Ruicheng determines your actions. If you wanted to destroy Ruicheng, there would be no need to go to such lengths. So, after you found a legitimate way to infiltrate,..."

"Faced with the stable power structure that has been established in Ruicheng over the past few decades since C137, we feel extremely troubled because in all the important positions, only Rick and his ilk are in key positions, while Morty and his ilk can only serve as deputies. This is very detrimental to your plans."

"There are many ways to break a stable power structure, but when you put them all together, there is only one word: change!"

"Only when things change can you rise to the top echelons of power in Ruicheng and accomplish what you want to achieve."

"So Mr. Smith... was your first move, right?"

Upon hearing this, Dark Mo suddenly raised his hand to interrupt Morty, and asked in a provocative tone, "It seems I didn't underestimate P850. Since he saw through my plan, why is he still cooperating with me in this grand show?"

"Because you've completely restricted all his choices, how dare you say that?" Morty glared at Dark Morty with displeasure.

He then glanced around and, upon spotting the only chair in the room, quickly walked over and plopped down.

He casually pulled a bottle of strong liquor from his pocket.

After taking a sip himself, he gestured for Dark Mo to have some as well. Dark Mo shook his head in disgust at this Rick-like drinking habit.

Just like he hated all Ricks.

"Actually, you're wrong about one thing. Mr. Smith isn't targeting you or P850, but rather that guy C137."

"What do you mean?"

"That so-called Fly Man spy was bait, but unfortunately I underestimated C137's nonchalance, and ended up luring you two in. Although we didn't manage to kill everyone at the top of power in Ruicheng, getting rid of Rick in a suit is not bad."

Upon hearing this answer, Morty nearly coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot.

So, from the very beginning, this whole thing wasn't about me and Grandpa, but about C137?

Okay! C137! Rick, the protagonist! He deserves this treatment!

Feeling a bit annoyed, Morty was immediately urged to get lost by Dark Morty.

"Alright, alright, I know about your and P850's proposal. I have absolutely no interest in either of you. I'm only interested in C137. Unless something unexpected happens, we'll probably never see each other again."

"I really hope so..."

Seeing Morty get up to leave, Dark Morty suddenly asked, "Is being Rick's dog really that fun? Have you ever thought about not having to be subservient to anyone anymore?"

Morty, who had already gotten up, looked at the dark-skinned little Morty sitting on the bed and asked in an almost inaudible voice, "Like you?"

"Correct!"

"Believe me, if I wanted to be bad, you could only be my little brother, you know?"

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"Heh...you? Pfft! Hahahaha!"

Dark Morty, who has never laughed out loud in front of anyone, heard Morty say that when he turned bad, he was just a little brother.

I have to say... that really made him laugh!

You? You're just Rick's dog, you dare compare yourself to me? You're nothing!

I'll slaughter you like a dog in a heartbeat!

"If you weren't still useful, you bastard, I would have killed you right now. You always think you're so smart, don't you?"

"Don't you know that the more confident Morty is, the stronger he becomes? If he becomes complacent, arrogant, and proud, and stops facing criticism, he will be invincible!"

"Then you... ha!" Morty wanted to retort, but the other party was right on this point. Every Morty has unlimited potential, provided that Rick doesn't suppress him and allows him to become arrogant.

So... forget it! What's the point of arguing!

The message has been delivered. Now, go back to where you were going. Anyway, they've been honest and said they weren't targeting him and his grandfather.

Seeing Morty finally turn and leave, and as the door slammed shut with a loud 'bang,' Dark Morty loosened his clenched left fist and threw the disposable energy shield, its surface damp with sweat, onto the ground.

"call..."

Dark Mo, whose back was soaked with cold sweat, let out a long breath, because he had really seen unbridled killing intent in Moti's eyes just now, no different from a ferocious beast about to launch an attack.

Knowing that he might not be able to defeat Morty if a physical conflict had broken out, Dark Morty witnessed Morty's ruthlessness for the first time.