Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Overall, the Ruicheng Police Station is reliable, as most of the COPs are conducted according to procedure, with only a few minor issues.

According to everyone Morty contacted, the Ruicheng Intelligence Department was practically useless.

Because most of Rick's enemies... if you're not in your own region, you're considered a tyrant, or your civilization doesn't have the ability to leave your planet and venture into space, then you're just making a fool of yourself.

So what's the point of the intelligence department?

But Morty felt that this department might have some unspeakable secrets, or even be deliberately putting on a show for everyone to see.

After all, during one particular incident, it seemed that his every move was being closely monitored, and perhaps there really was a monitor named Rick among them.

However, Morty's purpose in coming here was not the Ruicheng Intelligence Department, but the Ruicheng Commando Team.

He wanted to catch up with Rick and his old Monopoly friends... and have a casual chat!

The car quickly arrived at the headquarters of the Ruicheng Commando Team.

A bright silver, eight-story metal building stands out against the surrounding gold buildings, creating a striking contrast that cannot be ignored in terms of color.

This use of color is meant to tell everyone who comes here that the function of this building is different from other buildings. If it weren't for some unspeakable things that happened before, Morty really wouldn't believe it.

As Morty got out of the car, he saw several members of the Ruicheng Strike Force standing at the entrance, each with a cup of coffee in their hand, looking at him.

Instead of alcohol, I'll drink coffee?

It seems the rules and regulations of the Ruicheng Commando Team are really strict, enough to make these old alcoholics switch to drinking coffee.

"Look at Morty, wearing a white T-shirt, stepping out of a luxury car. Behind that confident little face, isn't he terrified? Maybe he's wearing a white T-shirt to hide his sweat?"

"Jesus! I just finished my coffee, can you please stop making me laugh?"

"Hahahahaha!"

Before Morty could even greet them, their mockery arrived first.

Connecting these people with the Ruicheng Commando he had encountered during his Monopoly days, he felt that there might be a cultural tradition of belittling Morty within the Ruicheng Commando.

But that doesn't seem surprising.

Doing this dangerous job, you never know if you can escape unscathed from each mission. Under such high pressure, the other side of human nature is forced into a corner.

So Morty wasn't angry at the people's mockery. He pulled out a yellow badge with his own image on it from his pocket.

"Ricks, I know the work pressure in the Ruicheng Commando is immense, and the pay is at best average in Ruicheng. Support me, support me in becoming the president of Ruicheng, and I can promise you that there will definitely be better treatment available to you in the future."

As Morty confidently walked towards them, pulling out his campaign badge to give to them, Rick and his gang, who had just been mocking Morty, showed a hint of amusement on their faces.

Normally, those Mortys would have run away with their heads down after being mocked like this, but this one seems quite bold.

However, just as they were about to play with Morty again, the latter asked if the members of the Ruicheng Commando from the Monopoly incident were still inside.

A numb sadness flashed across Rick's face.

"No, they're gone. They all perished in other missions later on."

"What? They're all dead? Didn't Ruicheng abandon Project Phoenix for C137 and instead implement Project Nirvana? They shouldn't be dead!"

Faced with Morty's questioning, the Ricks exchanged glances and then calmly said that their salaries couldn't afford the cost of using Project Nirvana.

That thing that can resurrect someone after they die in any universe is something that low-income Ricks can't afford.

"Jesus! Isn't this just ridiculous!"

Even though Morty didn't like most of the Ricks, he couldn't help but feel angry when he heard that a group of Ricks who would be powerful and influential in their own universes, or at least in a galaxy, were just lowly laborers here who couldn't afford the Nirvana Project.

What kind of ridiculous economic system is this in Ruicheng?

With so many intelligent people gathered in Ruicheng, it wouldn't be difficult for any Rick who leans towards technology to create a resource production AI.

As a result, this place has maintained a three-tiered system of upper, middle, and lower levels.

Because of a somewhat complicated past with Rick, who was number 7 at the time, which allowed him to see Rick's true colors more clearly, Morty came here hoping to reminisce and chat, and get more votes.

Without hesitation, he asked again, "What changes do you think those people funded by the Ruicheng Syndicate will bring to power? You should know that I am C167 Morty, and I have P850 Rick behind me. I have no connection whatsoever with the Ruicheng Syndicate."

"If you choose those people from the Ruicheng Syndicate, you'll only end up with stagnant water. Why not consider choosing me and bringing about some new changes?"

"Change or conservatism, the choice is yours!"

Despite the seemingly tempting offer from Morty, the captain of the Ruicheng Strike Force and the chief of the Ruicheng Police Department had already made a special statement before the Ruicheng election began.

No matter what tempting offer either side makes.

As an armed force, they cannot have their own minds; whoever wins this 'war,' they will submit to.

Otherwise, their attempt to leave alone would inevitably be seen as a dangerous sign by everyone in Ruicheng.

So, these members of the Ruicheng commando team used this reason to reject Morty, but they still pointed out a way for Morty.

Since you are P850 Rick's Morty, why don't you try to get in touch with which of the three major Morty schools P850 has been a part of?

Chapter 559 I think you need a Rick

"Well, well, well~ Isn't this C167 Morty?"

When Morty, guided by the Ruicheng Commando, planned to go to Morty Academy to meet with his grandfather's former colleagues and, incidentally, dig up some dirt on his grandfather.

A despicable jerk appeared.

Dark Morty, dressed in a black suit, appeared silently beside Morty like a persistent scoundrel.

"Geez! It's you again? What are you doing following me?"

After a quiet night with no new dirt appearing online, Morty thought this guy was going to focus on campaigning, but judging from his current demeanor...

Is this a clear sign that they're determined to fight to the bitter end?

"Geez! My Morty brother, you don't seem too happy to see me? Come on! We didn't hug yesterday, we have to give each other a proper hug today, after all, all Mortys are one family, right?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Dark Mo's excessive enthusiasm aroused Morty's vigilance, but he couldn't just tell him to get lost in front of everyone.

Because elections are essentially just a show.

Even the most tyrannical monarch, if he has any sense, must protect himself with his base of support, rather than abandoning it to his enemies.

So, in front of the Ruicheng Commando team, Morty had no choice but to laugh heartily, open his arms, and walk forward to give Dark Morty a hug.

Of course, a little bit of subtle manipulation is inevitable in such a long hug.

The two patted each other's backs vigorously with both hands, pretending to be very enthusiastic, and kept exchanging glances and whispering to each other.

"What is it that makes you, a vampire who likes to hide in the shadows, jump out of your thousand-year-old coffin that smells like pickled cabbage, so that everyone's noses will still smell sour and rotten even hundreds of years after you're buried and dug up as an archaeologist?"

"Oh~ your swearing skills are pretty good. You can say such a long sentence in one breath without even taking a breath. It seems you practice in front of the mirror a lot. It really makes me tear up and move me! What a heroic spirit! In order to stand next to the throne of Morty's swearing world... as a eunuch, why don't you just castrate yourself?"

"Oh, I'm so blind! I didn't recognize the Dark Little Emperor Mo from the world of sarcastic remarks. Did you have your testicles removed at the hospital because of Jerry's accident from the day you were born? Is that why every word you say makes me feel like I'm getting hard? Are you sure you're not a girl?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, people always want to prove what they lack. You look like... are you sure you want to pat my back harder???"

"So what? I killed you in public and then ran away. I didn't lose anything!"

The two chatted incessantly, and the force of their pats increased with each stroke. At first, it was just a token pat on the back, but it quickly escalated to a powerful pat.

Every slap on the back was filled with deep love for the other person.

I love you so much that I don't want you to suffer in this world. I only hope that you can find eternal peace and tranquility in the cold underground.

However, Morty quickly realized that Dark Morty's grip was quite strong, and his back was struggling to support it.

Sensing the increasingly strange looks Rick was giving them, Morty and Dark Morty decided it was time to stop. As they both withdrew, they cursed each other inwardly, wondering why they had such a damned understanding.

"So what are you doing here?"

Morty, whose back was red from being slapped, stretched his shoulders and backed away as he asked the other person.

"I told you, I just missed my Morty brothers and came to see you. I hope you'll go easy on me during the public debate in a few days. After all, we're Morty brothers, right?"

"Motty brother... Motty your grandpa's leg..."

Hearing Dark Morty say such things to him in a public setting, Morty couldn't help but mutter a curse under his breath.

If Morty didn't agree to Dark Morty's words, he would appear unapproachable to others...

Or rather, it seems that they are too focused on their own interests!

If you only care about that position and are so ruthless towards another Moty candidate, what about Rick?

But if Morty agrees...

If I were to go all out against Dark Mo, people would inevitably remember what happened today.

Look at this guy, he agreed so readily, but after taking office, he's been attacking this steady Moty. Clearly, he's not a good person!

So sometimes, Morty thinks politics is really ridiculous.

People know you're not a good person, but you have to pretend to be one to make them believe you are, so that they secretly curse you as a bad person who pretends to be good.

And the same applies to the words spoken by Dark Mo.

Everyone present knew that on the day of the public debate, the candidates would engage in a fierce verbal battle, with almost no mercy shown to them.

But since we're not running for office, shouldn't we at least see how you candidates feel when you embarrass yourselves in public?

If you, C167 Morty, don't agree, it will be too blatant an exposure of your ambition, and it will make us feel that you are too aggressive and not suitable for such an important position.

Even though the real power behind this position lies with the Ruicheng Syndicate, the so-called president of Ruicheng is nothing more than a puppet put on the throne.

A thousand thoughts flashed through Morty's mind. After a three-second silence, he suddenly reached out towards Dark Morty, because he was about to use his most practical tactic.

“Geez! Look at what you’re saying, my Morty brother. As a very successful Morty, you’ve worked your way up to where you are today through your own efforts. I have the utmost respect for you. So you don’t need to worry about anything. Mortys should help each other, shouldn’t they?”

"But as far as I know, you don't have a Rick around. If possible, I suggest I recommend one for you."

Dark Mo: "Thank you so much..."

Morty deliberately put aside what had just happened and went straight to the point that Dark Morty didn't have a Rick by his side, saying that he needed a Rick, which made Dark Morty feel uncomfortable.

Strictly speaking, neither of them are considered 'abandoned' Mortys in Morty District. If you want Rick to feel like they're one of your own, how can you not have a Rick by your side?

C167 Morty has a P850 by his side, so there's no need to worry about that.

But Dark Mo?

Facing the gazes of the crowd, Dark Mo's face darkened noticeably, and he glared fiercely at Morty.

A Rick? A Rick right next to you?