Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"Rick...Rick? What if I open it? What if I find something ridiculous? What if it's on this pickle..."

"Jesus! Stop talking so much nonsense! Just turn it!"

In the garage of C137's home in the universe, C137 Morty cautiously approached C137's workbench. He had clearly heard C137's voice from the bathroom in the house, but even after he came to the garage, he still couldn't find the guy.

The voice kept urging him to turn the pickled cucumber over, as if something terrible was about to happen if he didn't.

Finally, he used the Phillips screwdriver on the table to flip the pickled cucumber over.

A pickled cucumber with a human face shouted at him, "Ta-da! I've turned into a pickled cucumber!"

Seeing C137's smug expression, C137 Morty rolled his eyes at him. Since the Birdman's wedding, a series of unpleasant things had happened, especially when the Flyman tried to capture them to threaten C137...

C137 Jerry's cowardly attitude of selling his wife and daughter on the spot, saying "as long as you don't arrest me," is just...

You may be timid normally, but that's one thing.

In a crucial moment, you can actually be more cowardly than usual?

As long as they don't arrest you, they can arrest the others however they want?

This was the trigger that led to the complete breakdown of the marital relationship between C137 Beth and C137 Jerry on that day.

So, after two very unsuccessful marriage counseling sessions, which drove two of Denver's most famous marriage counselors crazy.

They have successfully entered the top of the Colorado Mental Health Association's blacklist.

C137 Beth, who still believed that psychological counseling could be effective, found Dr. Wang, who charged high fees but never discriminated against clients.

However, this Asian doctor, Dr. Wang, specializes in family issues, not marital problems.

So when C137 Morty saw that it had turned into a pickled cucumber, he already guessed what it was up to.

Avoiding the problem!

Yes, even the all-powerful C137 was in a state of avoiding the problem when faced with such a family psychological counseling issue.

C137 Morty hadn't even exchanged a few words with C137 yet.

C137 Sangmei and C137 Beth walked from the restaurant into the garage and saw a pickled cucumber with a human face on the table, and a syringe three meters above the pickled cucumber.

Unlike those tech fanatics who, upon seeing C137 turn themselves into a pickle, start raving about how powerful C137's scientific capabilities are, the two of them wouldn't do that.

It's incredible that someone can be turned into a pickled cucumber and still survive!

Instead, it happens on the same day as the family counseling session.

You've become an immobile pickled cucumber; who doesn't know what you're up to?

He just wants to escape!

Okay, we'll take this syringe containing the mysterious liquid. It should be fine, right?

"Uh...it's nothing! I have no idea what's in that syringe. I really don't know who messed around in the garage and left a syringe up there. Hello? Are you guys listening to me? Why do I hear a car engine running?"

When C137 tried to explain, the engine of his family's seven-seater car started up, and he immediately became flustered.

Without that syringe...

I must maintain this pickled cucumber form forever...

Today's high temperature seems to be around 37℃...

FUCK!

C137 was pondering how to prevent the most fucked genius in the universe from being directly scorched to death on the table by sunlight, dying as a pickled cucumber, and finally being stuffed into a specially made small coffin in the shape of a shrunken, dried-up pickled cucumber.

In the car with Beth C137, the atmosphere among the three was rather somber. Even C137 Sammy and C137 Morty, who usually contributed plenty of memorable quotes during their sibling rivalry, showed no interest in arguing.

C137 Jerry has been completely kicked out because of two failed marriage counseling sessions.

He is currently staying at a motel.

And the most important person in this family problem counseling—C137—was unwilling to get involved, even if it meant becoming an immobile pickle.

This meant that almost half of the important people were missing from this family counseling session.

"Ugh..."

C137 Beth sighed with a worried expression.

However, as a strong woman, C137 Beth could not allow herself to give up on herself when the other two men in her family were completely unreliable.

The burden of the family has already fallen on her shoulders alone!

Go Beth!

Regaining her courage to face life, Beth C137 began to accelerate. All she wanted now was to get to Dr. Wang as quickly as possible and hear her analysis of the conflicts within her family.

As the car left its neighborhood and entered Denver, passing through a narrow two-lane road, the car in front of it suddenly exploded.

It is suspected that this car drove over the gunpowder bomb that had been placed on the ground beforehand.

The extremely precise control of the explosives ensured that the car was just destroyed, but not blown away or onto the sidewalk. Only the people inside the car died, and the car was ignited by the fire after the explosion, remaining on the road.

"FUCK!! What happened?!"

"Back up! Back up! Back up now!!!"

"Jesus! The car has exploded!!!"

When Beth C137 tried to reverse, an explosion was heard behind the car, forcing her to brake and stop the car in place.

Before she could even sort out her chaotic thoughts, she saw a group of masked aliens wielding energy guns attacking the car from both sides.

"Quick, quick! Rick has defensive weapons in this car, start it now!"

C137 Morty was the first to react. He told his mother, who was in the driver's seat, to quickly activate the defense and counterattack system. However, the appearance of three electromagnetic countermeasures system chaff missiles dashed his hopes.

The grenade, about the size of a bullet, had three sharp barbs extending from its top upon contact with the vehicle, tearing through the hull and clinging to it.

After being connected to the circuit and information system.

Turn off the engine.

Computer virus defense system.

This car, modified from C137, lost all ability to fight back.

The masked man at the head of the group shattered the rear window with his right fist, and his multi-functional glove immediately stunned C137 Morty.

C137 Sammy and C137 Beth panicked; they wanted to take C137 Morty back.

But the others who participated in the attack were not some stupid fools standing still. They first fired several shots at the hood of the car with their energy guns, which stunned the two women.

He then forcibly grabbed their wrists.

Then they chained the two of them to the axle of the car in front.

Having done all this, Carl, who had stunned C137 Morty, walked up to C137 Beth, half-squatted down, and said in a deep voice, "Tell your Rick, this is what happens when you mess with the Rick City Syndicate!"

"Wh...what?!"

Chapter 517 Dark Little Mo's Third Step

"Phew! Ah!! Where am I?!"

C137 Morty, who had just woken from his coma, felt a pang of panic as he wore an opaque goggle and had his hands bound by soft plastic handcuffs. Even though he couldn't see anything, he was now filled with unease.

But he also knew that his current situation was not good!

He didn't even know how long he had been unconscious!

"woke up?"

A somewhat aged and hoarse voice came from C137 Morty's left front. He felt himself sitting on a two-seater sofa and judged from the height of the voice that the other person should also be sitting on a sofa.

Other than that.

Without feeling anything or hearing any more details, he is now completely clueless about his situation.

But the other party seems to be just a supporting character who appears and then disappears.

About a minute or two.

With an extremely furious roar, it came from the wall or rather the glass. At the same time as hearing the gunshots, Morty also felt a large number of fragments of building materials spreading out in a fan shape in front of his nose.

boom! boom! boom!

"Die! You Rick! How dare you kidnap Morty from C137! You're dead! You piece of trash who deserves to be torn to pieces!!!"

"He's trying to escape! Quick, quick, fire! Activate the spatial disruption device! We can't let this bastard get away!"

"I hit him! Kill him!"

In the darkness, where only sounds could be heard, C137 Morty heard a group of people running around in the house, followed by the gunfire gradually subsiding.

Everything returned to calm in less than a few seconds.

The blindfold that he had been wearing on his face was also ripped off.

"Hello, little Morty, we've come to rescue you!"

Karl was all smiles, trying his best to be friendly, but the taut lines on his face, as if molten iron had been poured into them, looked incredibly menacing beneath that smile.

"who are you?"

"We were sent by C137 to rescue you."

A question that anyone would ask at this moment received an answer that even C137 Morty found somewhat strange.

Because he knew all too well what kind of person his Rick was.

Even more clearly than Morty and Grandpa, a million times clearer, because Rick rarely plays games like 'Guess what I'm going to do'.

Based on his understanding of C137, his first reaction was... this is definitely not like C137's style!

When did Rick stop personally rescuing people and instead hire this group of people to do the rescue?

There are ghosts!

But C137 Morty has been following in C137's footsteps for a long time, and with Morty as his spiritual idol, he has improved a lot compared to before.

The man in front of him and the menacing-looking guys behind him didn't seem to be able to harm him at the moment, so he might as well just wait and see what they were up to.

So C137 Morty obediently followed these people out of the very familiar house.