Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

So my grandfather wanted to make a fortune from the stock market.

He hooked his arm around Jerry's neck and casually tossed Morty a 1000-dollar bill that looked like a semi-transparent glass, telling him to get some drinks and snacks.

After all, what follows is going to be a tough battle, so we need to get some food and drinks, right?

Morty: "..."

Watching the two figures disappear quickly into the crowd as they searched for tables and chairs, he glanced down at the 1000 yuan in his hand, then looked to his right at the snack shop 500 meters away, and...

That row of smart account opening machines 900 meters to the left!!!

Thus, a decision that was not difficult to make was placed before Morty.

Should we go right to buy snacks and drinks so that Grandpa and Jerry can eat and drink?

Or should I go left, use the thousand dollars I have, start from scratch in this multiverse stock market, and amaze Grandpa?

Of course! Yes! Like a real man, I'm going to take a gamble in this stock market battlefield!

Clutching the glass banknotes in his hand, Morty strode to the container-style smart machine. After paying a hundred dollars for the account opening fee, he immediately went to find an indoor flower bed where quite a few people were sitting together.

After being squeezed together with a group of aliens.

Morty wasn't in a hurry to try his luck, since he didn't have Mr. Smith's terrifying probability-catching ability, so he first gathered information through his eyes and ears.

When he hears a lot of exaggerated and boastful news, he uses his eyes and fingers to keep watching the changes in these stocks, and uses his brain to distinguish the truth from falsehood of the news and figure out the ins and outs of it.

Ultimately, having gathered a wealth of information, Morty narrowed down his desired trades to civilizations that had undergone the First Industrial Revolution.

These civilizations are like top-tier (T1) hot trades in the stock market.

But Morty's trading method is different from these guys, who all buy in as soon as they see the civilization preparing for the Industrial Revolution, and then sell off their shares as soon as the Industrial Revolution ends.

This is a short-term strategy.

However... the time between the First Industrial Revolution and the Second Industrial Revolution was not long at all in this exchange.

After all, it is almost impossible for the flow of time in different universes to remain consistent.

The time span from the steam engine to electricity, on a planet, is about a hundred years, but in the stock market, it's only an hour.

So, is a civilization with a steam engine more valuable, or a civilization that uses electricity? Obviously, it's the latter.

Using the filtering function, Morty found his first target and happily bought it for nine hundred dollars when the stock price of this civilization reached its lowest point.

Half a minute later...

It continued its sharp decline...

The price, which had already reached twenty yuan per share, has plummeted all the way down to one yuan per share...

A twenty-fold difference...

"FUCK!!! Jerry!!! Was that you?!"

Chapter 512 Jerry's Terrifying Luck

Morty had conducted many tests to try to determine what kind of power would be unleashed by everyone in the family when they were combined.

But he never considered, or even imagined, what kind of terrifying combination Grandpa and Jerry would be.

As a stinky old man who has a way of suppressing his own ability to cause trouble, as well as Jerry's ability to do bad things.

Grandpa's unique skill—or rather, his knack for luck—allows him to calmly face countless situations, much like a horse trainer with years of experience taming wild horses.

So when Morty saw the stocks he had bought plummeting, and when they fell to $1, they not only didn't stop, but went straight for $0.01.

His first thought was that his grandfather had also set his sights on this stock.

Why are those two guys together right now?

But why are you two sniping at me?

I only invested 900 yuan, and you're already going to ruthlessly suppress me?

So Morty ran wildly, searching through the crowd for a long time before finally finding Grandpa and Jerry staring intently at the holographic projection at a round table with three sofa chairs.

"Rick! Did you just buy stock with the ticker symbol KKM546846646454322231324485?!"

When Grandpa heard Morty recite the stock code without even catching his breath, his first thought was that the kid's memory was starting to recover after he broke free from the technological suppression.

It seems I have two very unpleasant memories with him, which I forgot to erase because of my drinking, and I was too lazy to do it again afterwards.

Should we try to trick him now and defuse these two time bombs?

"Why are you looking at me? I'm asking you a question!"

"What does it matter to you whether I bought that stock with the code KKM546846646454322231324485? Did you secretly take money to buy it? What about your food and drinks?"

"..."

Seeing someone about to run away, Grandpa stood up and yelled, "Stop! You must have secretly opened an account to buy stocks!"

"Farewell!"

Morty, who had no intention of staying, threw down a sentence and ran away.

As for where to run...

Let's run! Get away from Grandpa first!

Seeing that scoundrel take that money to buy stocks and then squander it all, Grandpa rolled his eyes, then, too lazy to chase after him, simply sat down.

What's wrong with him?

"Don't ask so many questions, just feel it with your heart and decide which one you want to choose."

"Oh...I'm trying..."

Grandpa and Jerry, who haven't made a move yet, are still observing the market and are naturally a bit puzzled by Morty's behavior.

Even in a civilization that hasn't ventured into space, there are still thousands of stocks on the market, let alone in our multiverse stock market.

With a total of hundreds of millions of shares, this place is a place where every minute and every second, there are losers and overnight riches.

Kid, this game isn't that fun!

After Morty ran away, he took another look at the stock he had just bought. After a crazy drop, it had risen back to about 50 cents a share.

It's still a long way from my purchase price!

"FUCK... Judging from their reactions, it seems like they've never seen this before... So was this just an accident?"

I stared at the screen for a long time, watching this civilization's transaction volume of several hundred orders per minute.

Morty ultimately decided to cheat.

He planned to use the teleportation gun to travel directly to the location of this planet and then equip this civilization, which had just invented the steam engine, with a full suite of electric-age technology.

But how do we get there?

What are their coordinates?

Morty was completely unaware.

He scanned the vast plaza with his eyes, and above him, through the thickened, transparent aerospace-grade glass, lay a dazzling galaxy composed of countless star systems.

This indicates that this place is located in outer space.

Behind the four holographic projections are upright silver-gray metal walls, some small maintenance doors and stairs, and behind the walls are a large number of staff working in front of computers, as well as metal pipelines that go underground in a unified manner.

Morty, whose vision had switched to black and white lines, followed the pipes all the way down to the ground.

After adjusting his position and angle as much as possible and reducing obstacles along the way, Morty saw the giant machine room on the ninth underground floor, and a solid AI that was inserted into the center of a solid oval, with only half of its body there, and every part of it was made of machinery.

"Huh, a physical AI? Are they afraid someone won't be able to attack the AI?"

No one could answer Morty's question at the moment, but wanting the coordinates of that planet, he naturally didn't care about anything else and just wanted to infiltrate it.

After reverting to his soul form, Morty disappeared into the underground level.

Grandpa seemed to sense something. He took out his phone and told Jerry to use one dollar to buy the stock that he had "felt" about.

When Jerry spent one dollar in this trading market to buy the stock he thought would rise, the price, which was originally 1000 dollars per share, began to plummet, just like a diver finally jumping from a height of 30 meters into the swimming pool below.

This is a stock that many people are optimistic about, and it has even appeared three times in the daily stock market news and been selected as a high-quality stock.

The sudden price drop prompted the stock market's AI to immediately broadcast live footage taken from orbiting a planet in outer space onto one of the four giant projection screens.

This civilization, having reached the point of electricity, after traversing many undeveloped regions, simultaneously began exploring the even more mysterious ocean...

A group of giant octopuses, each with three hundred large tentacles, who had burrowed into the deepest trench on this planet since ancient times, were disturbed.

Regardless of the 20,000-meter distance between the sea surface and the trench, why was it so absurdly alarmed?

In short, these giant octopuses with three hundred large tentacles launched a near-devastating attack on all kinds of passing ships as soon as they returned to the surface of the sea.

In ten minutes in the stock market, which is equivalent to ten years on this planet, tens of thousands of ships of all kinds were destroyed by tentacles, hundreds of thousands of ships were dragged into the deep sea, and millions of people died in this unprecedented sea monster attack.

When civilizations across the planet were gripped by a pessimistic atmosphere.

Grandpa's expression changed drastically. He told Jerry to sell the stock now and continue to "feel" that civilization was beckoning to him, yearning for the rebirth they would receive from the ashes.

Then Grandpa took out the teleportation gun, opened the portal home, and in the last second before entering, he used all the last of his funds to make a final bottom-fishing.

The second after Grandpa left.

When the sea became impassable, this civilization quickly turned its attention to the skies. Since the sea was impassable, then... we'll go by the sky!

When a large number of airplanes began to soar into the sky.

The stock price soared, and in just one minute, the money in Grandpa's hand turned into 900 million.

But it also means... a number of civilizations are about to suffer...

Whether they can survive the catastrophe depends entirely on how long or short it takes for Grandpa to return to the multiverse stock market.

Chapter 513 Henry, a Military Contractor

"Ugh!!! I'm never coming back! This place! You people! You're all toxic!!!"

The last fly-man, who tried to escape but whose legs were broken, could only crawl helplessly forward on the grass beside the driveway.

After being slowly caught up by Dark Mo and shot dead, he threw the energy gun in his hand, whose barrel had overheated to the point of melting, on the ground and shouted loudly at his grandfather's house in the distance, venting his anger and dissatisfaction.