Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Yeah, this is a ceiling!

Is it possible to see a flower in it?

But as the sun outside the window continued to move from the horizon toward the center of the sky, the brain-depressing effect of the Miracle Fruit gradually faded.

Morty actually saw something interesting.

That's when the seed of freedom finally began to sprout!

As his intelligence began to gradually return, Morty got up, picked up the notebook on the bed, and felt a surge of joy.

I had considered whether to just build a teleportation gun all at once.

But Rick from the C137 universe had to have his wife and daughter murdered before he could finally awaken.

To be honest, he didn't know exactly how his grandfather had managed to do it.

But proving this is not so easy.

So rather than letting a plan get stuck at 50% or a hopeless 99%.

Instead, let's create a simple and practical tool.

Mission Accomplished Box 2.0!

Because of some of the disgusting characteristics of the magical fruit, it must be processed through a special process in order to retain the brilliant ideas that came to mind when one ate it.

Morty, who relied entirely on notes for his records.

The only option is to strengthen this thing.

Morty rested in his room until noon. After lunch, he returned to his room, locked the door, and began to look at the materials he needed in his notes.

To his surprise.

With my IQ skyrocketing, I have indeed taken the minimalist style of technology to its extreme.

Compared to those fees that easily amount to millions, tens of millions, or hundreds of millions.

My "Mission Accomplished 2.0" project, with a total expenditure of $200, relied entirely on nearby supermarkets for raw materials...

Morty didn't dare entrust the task to Jerry.

Because this loser is basically a piece of trash.

So he took the box and notebook and pulled out a bicycle that he hadn't ridden in a long time from the storage room at home.

So they set off for the supermarket.

Having been in this world for half a year, I haven't actually spent much time here.

If it weren't for the memories in his mind, Morty might not have been able to get from his own community to the other side of the supermarket.

Sigh, why can't they just build more apartment buildings...?

[Isn't the profit from building thirty stories on a single plot of land higher than from building just a two-story building on a single plot of land?]

[And it's super close to the supermarket!]

Riding my bicycle under the afternoon sun, sweating profusely, I finally arrived at the supermarket outside the community. As soon as I got off, I saw Jessica at the supermarket entrance.

Several typical American high school bullies were grinning smugly as they tried to get physical.

Seeing this scene of bullying a beautiful girl.

Morty's body trembled!

Then, the "Mission Accomplished" button was pressed, and seven or eight little blue men carried away these bastards whose current life meaning was still stuck on trivial matters between men and women.

Afterwards, he didn't bother to pick up Jessica, who had come to thank him. Instead, he bought what he wanted from the supermarket and rode his bike towards his own community.

All that was left was Jessica, the goddess in all of Morty's hearts, standing at the supermarket entrance, gazing with her beautiful eyes at the departing, slender figure.

[This Morty is really special; he doesn't seem to have any lingering feelings for Jessica or seem at a loss for what to do with her.]

No wonder the people from Ruicheng sent me here to investigate.

So who is his Rick?

When Jessica walked into the alley next to the supermarket, took out a cell phone, and prepared to contact her superior.

Grandpa appeared.

With a cold expression, he grabbed Jessica by the neck and forced a pill into her mouth, making her swallow it.

She struggled for only a second before completely surrendering.

"Jessica from Ruicheng N-069 reporting for duty!"

Chapter 036 wasn't about killing, it was about keeping a backup plan.

"Phew~ It's finally finished."

"As expected of a high-end gadget in the world of laziness, its internal structure is indeed incredibly complex after one's IQ returns to normal."

On a hillside in a pedestrian park near his community, Morty disassembled the Mission Deliverable Box into eight pieces, following the instructions in his notebook.

Then, following the plan he had decided on under the brainpower enhancement mode.

Starting from the core mechanism of the entire box, a thorough and extremely meticulous transformation was carried out.

Here, Morty couldn't help but complain a bit about the magical fruit.

The effects of this fruit are truly amazing; Rick used it and said it was great.

But once the effects of the fruit wear off, those thoughts in your mind will fade away.

Even if the brain retains some of the memory, once the level of intelligence returns to normal, the individual will still be unable to solve these problems again.

The ideas are there, and the results are there, but the problem lies in the decline of thinking ability. When faced with a certain technology, one is completely at a loss.

Getting back to the main point, the operating mechanism of the Mission Assurance Box is not complicated in essence.

The energy transmission device inside the box draws in oxygen and carbon dioxide from the air, working in conjunction with the palm-sized energy stone inside the box.

Create a small blue man about 1.75 meters tall next to the user.

Core: Energy Stone.

Key point: Energy transmission device.

This energy stone is arguably the most important thing in the box. Morty doesn't dare to touch it carelessly because his improvement plan doesn't involve this core.

His focus is on changing the rhythm and magnitude of energy output.

Just like a sound, the more you increase the volume, the louder it becomes; the less you increase the volume, the quieter it becomes.

However, when a sound is uttered and a single word is assigned to it, its effect will undergo a dramatic change.

simply put.

Originally, the Mission Accomplishment Box was like a novice magician, only capable of throwing large fireballs.

But after Morty upgraded it, it became an Archmage, able to make the fireballs appear as flower shapes instead of the previous teardrop shapes when they hit people...

Therefore, when Morty changed the frequency and magnitude of the energy stone's output.

Amazing changes have occurred.

After resealing the box, Morty pressed the button three times, and three smaller blue figures, more human-like in detail, appeared beside him.

The little blue man from before looked similar to a monochrome doll, like someone who doesn't know how to draw and just drew it with a single line.

Now, the joints between its limbs look more like a real human, with joints, knees, and a more normal neck.

"Mr. Mission Accomplished, I have an advanced math problem. Can you help me solve it?"

"Hey, I have a question about aerospace materials science. Can you help me answer it?"

"Also, if I wanted to build a secret base here for only one person, disregarding cost, could you draw up a rough design plan?"

As Morty spoke, he pointed his phone screen, which he had been preparing for a long time, at the three "Mission Accomplished" characters he had just summoned.

The first one, without the other person even thinking, told Morty the answer and then disappeared before his eyes.

Secondly, after pondering for two minutes, he carefully explained the difficult problem of aerospace materials science to Morty.

The third one had already drawn a rough blueprint on the ground.

After comparing the math answers and checking the existing answers in aerospace materials science, Morty didn't even bother to look at the last drawing.

I know I've basically got this game in the bag!

He now has the ability to build a spaceship.

After his initial excitement, Morty began to feel somewhat bored.

Even if you can build a spaceship, you've only swum from a small stream into a big river, where there are plenty of big fish.

In the universe I currently inhabit.

There will be countless enemies stronger than yourself.

Above that is my maternal grandfather.

Having stood alongside the strongest for so long, Morty found the path to climbing up from the bottom of the power hierarchy to become incredibly difficult.

What kind of strength would it take to escape unscathed from Grandpa's presence?

However, Morty quickly rallied.

Whether or not I run away from my grandfather depends on his final thoughts about me.

The reason I did this was simply to keep something in reserve.

We were just guarding against this move of his, not trying to kill Grandpa head-on.

With that thought, Morty relaxed.

He took the box and began his journey home.

Back home, Sammy and Jerry were in the living room, the former fiddling with her phone and the latter watching TV, while their mother Beth was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Morty was very content with this peaceful family life.

After all, being with Grandpa...