Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

You even made him mop the floor at the Ruicheng Biological Research Institute?!

Why don't you let him go mop the floor in the Ruicheng control room?!

Even more outrageous is that this guy can even hack into computers!!!

Jerry, who dared to hack into Ruicheng's network firewall and seemingly wanted to delete the surveillance footage, is a loser if he has the guts and skills. Then 99.99999999% of the people in this world are even worse than losers, the kings of losers!

Dark Mo, whose blood pressure was a bit high, took several deep breaths before forcing himself to look away from the screen.

After silently repeating to myself a few times that my body is my own, I realized that my body belongs to me.

He turned off the surveillance video and forced himself to stop thinking about it, because he had already achieved his goal: Rick, who was in charge of biotechnology, was dead.

Let Jerry do whatever he wants!

[Regardless...regardless...no...nothing!!!]

【Ugh!!! Why is that guy so persistent?!】

[I went to great lengths to finally get him to go and date!!!]

This C167 Morty-style random disaster is terrifying!!!

Dark Morty, who seemed to have developed some kind of C167 Morty-style random disaster PTSD, turned on his computer again. After staring intently at Jerry in the camera for a long time, he finally made up his mind and quickly typed a string of code on the keyboard.

A few seconds later.

Inside the biological research institute located underground in Ruicheng, alarms blared everywhere, and the white light from the light bulbs on the ceiling was immediately replaced by red light.

"Warning! Warning! The Ruicheng Biological Research Institute... has experienced a dangerous biological escape, a virus leak, an impending experimental subject explosion, and Rick has successfully fused gold with flies to create a new organism. The price of gold in the multiverse is about to collapse. Please sell your gold immediately..."

Inside the Ruicheng Biological Research Institute, where all alarm systems had been activated, everyone, regardless of whether they were drinking or sleeping, ran towards their designated locations.

Security Rick, Manhunt Rick, Emergency Rescue Rick, Dangerous Incident Specialist Rick, and a whole host of other Ricks, run around the entire underground building.

On C167 Jerry's side, he was also helpless in the face of the server that had activated the emergency blocking protocol, because no matter how powerful the network intrusion was, it was basically powerless against physical isolation.

The servers at the entire Ruicheng Biological Research Institute have now been blocked.

So, myself...

C167 Jerry knew that if he were caught by Rick and his gang, especially here, he wouldn't be able to explain himself even if he had a million mouths.

I was originally planning to delete the surveillance video, but who would have thought this would happen...

[Fuck! This is too much of a coincidence!]

Without time to think too much, C167 Jerry wiped the fingerprints off the laptop, then used a little trick to overheat its built-in battery and successfully set it on fire.

He walked to the corridor outside the laboratory and, using the flames and electricity that shot out rapidly from the back of his laptop before the battery exploded, successfully broke the electronic lock on a sealed door.

After the door opened, he looked up at the style of the fire sprinkler on the ceiling and guessed that a high-pressure fine water mist system was installed here.

So he threw the laptop, which still had a little bit of value left, up onto the ceiling, triggering the passive fire alarm mechanism in the first second.

The entire ceiling of the underground biological laboratory was under high pressure from the machine, with a circular high-pressure water mist spraying out from a specially designed nozzle.

The abundant fog not only provided C167 Jerry with an opportunity to escape, but also made Rick, who had already arrived at the designated location of the emergency plan but found no danger, realize that something was amiss.

"What's going on?! Can anyone tell me what went wrong? Or is it just a bug in the program code?"

"Jesus! You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Everyone, get to your posts! Stop complaining! I don't want to hear any complaints!"

"Fuck you!"

"Fuck you? Fuck me!"

While the walkie-talkie was buzzing with noise, C167 Jerry, relying on his knowledge of Ruicheng over the past few days, had already escaped to the three corridors outside the laboratory.

When he arrived at the stairwell and prepared to go upstairs, he saw that the basement, which was usually guarded by Rick, was now completely deserted.

C167 Jerry, who is always bolder than other Jerrys, noticed that this place, which is usually almost forbidden to anyone, is now unguarded.

That...

Why not take advantage of the chaos and go down to take a look?

What if there's some great treasure inside?

C167 Jerry wiped the water from his face, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and then approached the iron door. Upon discovering it used a mechanical lock...

"Ha! I know this one well!"

He skillfully used a wire to open the mechanical lock, placed his right hand on the wall, and walked down the dark staircase, descending about thirty steps before making a sharp 180-degree turn.

The light from below made C167 Jerry slow down. Afraid that someone might be inside, he squatted down, craning his neck. He looked like someone who had just discovered that the toilet paper wasn't in his pocket but was three meters in front of him, and didn't want to stand up.

Finally, he saw what was inside.

The circular room was filled with various machines of unknown function, except at the entrance, while further inside the center...

It was over three meters tall and looked like the only load-bearing column in the room, but it was actually inside a huge glass jar.

A giant egg, submerged in a transport fluid, is suspended in the center of the tank without any machine or device assistance.

Seeing this, C167 Jerry muttered something under his breath...

"What hell?"

Chapter 531 When did I become C167 Jerry?

Beneath the Ruicheng Biological Research Institute lies a very mysterious egg?

This scene, where every detail seemed to be revealing a huge secret, completely excited C167 Jerry.

As a man who has experienced some very different things, he has long since distinguished himself from those losers like Jerry.

But just like the other Jerrys, when faced with something that interests them, they'll want to grab it for various reasons, and naturally, he's no exception...

Come on, little egg, let Daddy give you a good pat on the back~

"Huh? How did this door get open?"

"Oh no! Someone's gone in!!!"

Just as C167 Jerry was about to go up and investigate, and ideally get the egg out of the jar and take it with him, the sound coming from upstairs made him abandon the idea.

Life is more important!

If Rick and his gang catch me, I'm definitely going to die!

So he searched the room for a bit, and finally cosplayed Jean-Claude Van Damme, using the computer cases of equal height on both sides of the doorway to jump up and do a split.

Two Ricks, unaware of their own impending humiliation at Jerry's hands, enter the small, circular room to search for a suspicious target.

C167 Jerry also landed and walked up the stairs.

He eventually escaped from the Ruicheng Biological Research Institute, and with the help of Rick, who was just about to leave Ruicheng, he passed through the portal ahead of Rick.

Having successfully escaped from Ruicheng, C167 Jerry's first thought was to return to the C167 universe. However, the teleportation gun he had obtained from C167 had already been destroyed by his own hands during the "Rapid Head Delivery" operation.

Since if he is captured by the Galactic Empire, he will most likely not be killed on the spot, but will only be sent to the Galactic Empire prison.

However, if they are captured, the teleportation gun might fall into the hands of the Fly People, giving them more research material and increasing the probability of cracking the teleportation gun.

Even if he were imprisoned in the most secure prison in the Galactic Empire, Ruicheng would still send a strike team or assassination squad to kill him.

So... the first step in the space age is always to build a means of transportation!

Just as Jerry C167's gaze swept across the technologically advanced city streets, Rick and Morty emerged from the portal behind him.

"Jesus! Jerry? You left before me... hiccup~ Why aren't you cleaning up? What are you doing here?"

"What's it to you, you bastard Rick!"

"Huh? You've gotten too cocky? You think you can challenge Rick? You stinking...fuck!!!"

Just as Rick was about to teach C167 Jerry some manners, a giant mechanical foot descended from the sky, crushing Rick, Morty, and the portal under its foot.

Unexpectedly, C167 Jerry looked up and saw a three-and-a-half-headed humanoid robot bending down to look at him.

"Are you C167 Jerry?"

Just as C167 Jerry was about to play the loser, he heard the other person call out his name, and he felt a sense of foreboding, because this was a very, very, very bad omen.

Sure enough, the other person's next sentence made him so angry that he almost vomited blood on the spot.

"Following the guidance of Jerry, and our research on the Rick system, the person who triggered the stock market crash in the diversified stock market back then was Jerry from the C167 universe."

"Unexpectedly, after all these years, we have sent hundreds of fleets to search for your whereabouts in various universes, and you have delivered yourself to our doorstep!"

"Suffer to death!"

C167 Jerry: "Guiding light...fuck! That's clearly a death knell!!! What do I have to do with that stock market crash?!"

Facing the opponent's purely physical attack—a big foot.

C167 Jerry, running frantically, cursed inwardly at the Jerry who had shifted the blame onto him: Why should I be the one to take the fall for this mess?!

at the same time...

Old Ke's home...

Quinn covered his ears with both hands, staring at the television screen with a depressed expression. Even though the television volume was turned up to the maximum, the roar of artillery fire from the second floor was extremely penetrating.

Half a minute later.

With a loud shout from Morty.

We won the game!

Finally, Quinn couldn't take it anymore. She stormed upstairs, kicked open the master bedroom door with her little feet, and yelled at the two game-addicted teenagers, "It's been over seventy hours! Can't you two just shut up for a second?! I've never seen a couple who spend all their time playing games after they get together!!!"

"Big brother, big sister, I'm begging you! Go on a date! Let's go to a nice restaurant and have a delicious candlelight dinner!"

"But you two only bought two computers to play games in the bedroom?!"

After being yelled at by Quinn, Morty rolled his eyes at him and said, "Do you know how difficult it is to find a pretty girl to play games with, and who is even better than you?"

Not two out of ten girls are willing to play computer games.

There is only a very small chance that one of these two will play exceptionally well.

If you add good looks to that.

The probability is so small it's almost unbelievable, okay?