Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Perception capabilities, self-learning capabilities, resilient response mechanisms, robust response mechanisms, underlying logic code, backdoors to halt AI programs...

One important module after another appeared before Morty in the form of tree stumps.

But that's not enough!

Morty's idea of ​​creating a unique AI was even more radical and insane; he envisioned his Mind Master ability.

In the endless universe, some powerful alien races have reached the stage of soul engineering. They would then use their mental energy to create a soul AI, whose physical form would not exist on the hard drive!

Instead, it's about getting rid of the hard drive and the limitations of hardware... No way! Nope! That idea is too stupid!

Morty thought about his idea carefully. It seemed that Rick and his friends must have thought about it many years ago, but this kind of AI is still not common, and it can be said that no one has created it.

Isn't it precisely because this kind of AI is not subject to hardware that it can basically do whatever it wants?

So Morty honestly changed the idea back and put it into the hardware.

He didn't want to create a coded creature that was immune to 90% of physical damage and was created using mental energy.

But before attempting to create AI, Morty must first determine which room Quinn will sleep in, as well as purchase some daily necessities, along with a ton of food and water.

Just because someone is a hybrid of the Crocodile race doesn't mean they don't need to eat, right?

"Sangmei, come downstairs, let's go to the supermarket to buy some things!"

"I'm coming!"

"Swipe your card"

"Goodbye! From today onwards, I am an only child!"

"fuck~"

After some less-than-extreme tug-of-war, the three of them finally went to the supermarket, bought a large bag of various daily necessities, and while they were at the car dealership, they used the Master of Thought's control abilities to get a car for free.

Morty was driving, Quinn was drinking cola and eating potato chips, and Sammy was taking selfies on her phone, announcing to the entire internet that she was going to start living alone.

Yes! The new address is right next door!

The three of them returned to the front of their new home.

I just got off the bus.

Then they saw two Ricks standing in front of the garage door, looking ready to fight.

Two Bess...

One was covering his face and crying, while the other had a hint of pity in his eyes, but his expression was unusually firm.

"This...I have a feeling something's about to happen...FUCK...It's her?"

Seeing her grandfather confronting C167, Sangmei had a premonition that what was about to happen wouldn't be so...interesting!

Based on Rick's family survival rules.

At this point, if you can avoid getting involved, then you absolutely shouldn't.

Having recognized Beth's identity, Sammy chose to run away, taking Quinn, who was looking on with curiosity, with her. She didn't want such a young child, not even a month old, to get involved in the family's most troublesome matter.

"Motty! My child!"

After a gasp, Morty saw the unfamiliar Beth running towards him, and a long-buried memory sent a shiver down his spine.

Oops...

It's C167 Bess...

Because he insisted on separating the family as soon as he returned, Morty did not know that C167 Jerry had already been to the house. So when he saw C167 Beth, his memories of his real parents were finally unlocked.

Those fears planted in young minds are destined to accompany them for life.

The shadow of one's family of origin is something one can never escape.

Morty found it hard to breathe at that moment, and he tried his best not to appear so fearful, even using his inner strength to disregard everything.

But when that hand approached him...

"Get out! Stay away from me!!!"

That childhood memory belonging to the previous owner stirred up Morty's own rebellious spirit. He roared and slapped C167 Beth's hand away, then took a few steps back.

Facing his own son, who was filled with anger towards him.

C167 Beth wasn't angry. She smiled and said, "It seems my psychological therapy has finally made you less like Jerry. You're angry but still restrained. My efforts have finally paid off."

C167, who had just been arguing with his grandfather in front of the garage door, suddenly realized something was amiss. The scene he had envisioned—a mother and son reuniting and embracing each other in tears—did not happen at all.

Especially Morty's anger towards C167 Beth...

What is going on here?

C167, hesitant and wanting to get to the bottom of things in front of his daughter and grandson, heard an explanation from his grandfather.

"Old man, your daughter does love Morty very much, even to the point of being willing to die for him, but her love is just too terrifying. Otherwise, why do you think I didn't put C167 Jerry with her when I swapped her out?"

"If she suffers any harm outside, will you really forgive me?"

"So even though I knew that whatever harm she suffered, you would definitely kill me, I still sent her alone to another universe. Did you...didn't you ever think about that?"

"You! C167! Your so-called family love! Behind it lies a suffocating fear!"

Chapter 492 Some Things That Happened Back Then

In the living room of the house.

The group of people who entered the house each found a place to sit down. Even Jerry returned to the house from his daydreams about the future in the backyard.

The repair robot is very fast.

The living room, now as good as new, filled Beth C167 with nostalgia. She used her hands to touch every place that held memories.

The smile on his lips sent a chill down Morty's spine; the fear stemming from his family of origin was beginning to affect his sanity.

If his grandfather hadn't had his hand on his shoulder the whole time he entered the house, he would have already attacked.

Because...this woman's love is suffocating!

"Tell me, what exactly happened here while I was imprisoned and suffering in hell?"

Sitting in the main seat, C167 exuded the aura of the head of the family. With his elbows resting on his thighs and his hands clasped together in a pyramid gesture, he swept his gaze over Grandpa, Morty, C167 Beth, G329 Jerry, and M325 Beth.

Based on Grandpa's previous, incomplete confession to him in the Mirror City.

He knew that Beth and Jerry, who were currently in his home, came from two different families in universes M325 and G329, respectively.

Morty and Sammy, who created the family of the grandfather, are both from the C167 universe.

Grandpa, on the other hand, comes from the P850 universe.

In just over six months, this seemingly disparate family has developed a remarkably strong and unbreakable bond.

C167 is already starting to question his existence.

Why is it that in such a piecemeal family, where everyone is a walking troublemaker, they also show genuine love for each other at this moment?

On the contrary, it's his own daughter...

Looking at C167, whose eyes were still filled with reminiscence and whose hands were touching the trigger points of his memories, the first person he asked was his grandfather.

"Did you tamper with her memories in any way?"

Why does she seem so abnormal?

C167 pointed at C167 Beth and asked a certain jerk, but the jerk shook his head, because he didn't need to bother modifying the memories of the person he had sent away.

Moreover...C167 Beth inherited most of your characteristics, and even surpassed you in the field of psychology.

C167 Jerry... An ordinary Jerry who doesn't live in cyberpunk, post-apocalyptic wasteland, wild west, or fantasy worlds, but simply lives in a normal Earth world.

If he had the guts to commit domestic violence against C167 Beth, he definitely wouldn't have married her!

Because 99% of the time, Jerry simply can't stand up to Beth.

But 99% of Jerrys are very likely to stand up for themselves in front of Rick. If it's about the head of the family, the probability of them standing up for themselves increases to 99%.

This can be seen from what Jerry said before: if he caught Beth cheating, he would take a gun into the bed with her lover while they were sleeping together, shoot himself, and splatter his brains all over them.

From a very skeptical perspective, given his characteristic that he is definitely afraid of Beth, but not necessarily afraid of Rick, how could he dare to commit domestic violence against Beth?

“So…” Upon hearing this explanation, the light in C167’s eyes dimmed slightly, and Morty spoke the words that he had been holding back.

"So was she just pretending to be well-behaved in front of you, or did your departure have a huge impact on her life?"

He glared at the little rascal who, even at this moment, couldn't resist shifting the blame onto himself.

Because Grandpa didn't want a classic revenge scene like "You old scoundrel! You deserve to die! You imprisoned me in hell! You made my daughter like this!" to happen at C167.

So he had the AI ​​pull up a surveillance video.

That was a recording of the C167 family when he was screening hundreds of eligible Smith families for his participation in "The Morty Pokémon Show".

a year ago...

"Jerry, you spineless bastard, how could I marry such a kind-hearted good-for-nothing like you?"

"I asked you to pick up that white dress from the dry cleaners for me, and you brought me back this dirty, waterlogged dress?"

"Heh... You should know what punishment you're going to suffer next. Kneel down."

In the living room, Beth C167 sat on the sofa with her feet on the coffee table. Her face was all smiles, but every word she uttered was completely at odds with her genuinely cheerful demeanor.

He had already tried to defend himself a few times, saying that he had seen an old woman... never mind! He knew she wouldn't listen! C167 Jerry, not daring to meet her gaze, could only kneel down in humiliation.

But today's C167 Beth seems to be going a bit too far than usual.

She demanded that C167 Jerry not only kneel down, but also lie face down on the ground, otherwise she would scream so loudly that the whole street could hear her.

And by then...

You, C167 Jerry, will never be able to shake off the stigma of domestic violence for the rest of your life.

Having endured such torment for more than a decade, C167 Jerry was like a numb corpse. He had already knelt on both knees, and slowly lowered his body until he was completely lying on the ground.

C167 Beth stepped forward.

After stepping on C167 Jerry's head with her right foot, as if she had stepped on something sticky while putting on her shoes, she kept rubbing the sole of her right foot back and forth on C167 Jerry's hair...