Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Under such an impact.

There's also Morty's matter to resolve.

Therefore, her heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface; it was as if a million waves surrounded her heart, relentlessly crashing against the solid rocky shore.

He watched as Morty approached him step by step.

Quinn knew that the other person would definitely want him to calm down so they could talk and completely put the past behind them.

But... can we really get past this?

Quinn did not think he had done anything wrong.

Whether it's forming the Jerry Council or the last fatal joke, it's all just a little girl's game of wanting more attention from her father.

What's wrong with a little girl craving her family's affection?

But from birth until now, a series of events have caused those sincere desires in her heart to wither away like flowers that quickly fade.

She wasn't like those brave women who dared to face the harsh realities of life.

They can turn the difficulties they face into trials from fate.

Moreover, why would a little girl who is less than a year old, with both parents still alive and grandparents around, do such a thing?

So she pondered this question day and night.

She realized that the only mistake she had made was being born out of nowhere. She shouldn't have been born in the first place. Without her, Morty and her Great Old One mother would have only had a brief encounter.

The moment Quinn understood all this, she felt the tedium of life, and she began to understand why Sammy felt so miserable living in this family.

Because that's the price of an unexpected outcome!

When both parents have a child because of youthful indulgence, and they don't really want to be together, once the passion of their youth for looks fades, what's left is inevitably a mess.

Although at the beginning, Quinn was able to show a lot of understanding and agreement with Morty's reluctance to accept her.

But this man didn't do the one thing he should have done most—he never contacted her again for the rest of his life.

He was driven by thoughts that, while morally satisfying to him, were incredibly cruel to him.

Bringing himself back into a family, yet having to fall in love with his daughter in another sense, was almost an intolerable thing for him.

Since you've gone to such lengths, why not accept me? Why not take me sightseeing?

"Motty..."

Overwhelmed with grief, Queen whispered Morty's name, her eyes gradually reddening as tears began to stream down her face.

As the boy's expression grew increasingly serious.

Quinn was completely determined to break free!

She plunged the Death Crystal into her chest, breaking through the protection of her bones and piercing her still-beating heart, causing red blood to gush out, leaving Morty stunned on the spot.

"Hahahaha!"

Instead of fulfilling her last wish, someone rushed to her side and hugged her without thinking of anything else.

Quinn, her heart utterly dead, collapsed helplessly and gently onto the grass, like a little girl's favorite doll.

Before everything went completely dark and it was all over, she turned her head to the right, and there she saw the little sky-blue flower, blooming brightly in the sunlight.

"I wish I had never been born..."

In the last second before her vision went black, she heard Morty calling her name.

The emotion in that shout finally brought a slight smile to her lips.

But unfortunately, I'm not Sangmei, and I can't numb myself to... living in such a family... playing a role every day until I can't even tell who I am anymore...

Goodbye!

Chapter 587 Thrown into the TV

"Hey, why are you being so stubborn?"

"Someone as clever as Rick has actually resorted to this kind of tough-guy tactics. It's... depraved!"

"But it's quite funny. I never imagined how joyful you would be when you appear on TV shows!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

On the sofa at home, Rick the clown holds a bag of potato chips, staring at his grandfather on the TV, complaining that he used to be a good young man who knew how to adapt to the times, but now he has become a stubborn and obstinate old man.

If you ignore the destroyed door and stairs, and the grandfather trying to escape with the television, then everything looks like a retired old man sitting in front of the television on a sunny day, enjoying his alone time with the TV.

While some people are laughing happily, others are naturally unhappy.

According to the law of conservation of smiles, if the smile value in one environment is 100%, then when someone else gets that 100%, then the other person is destined to only have 0% left.

Grandpa, who had been thrown into the television, was currently being chased by a group of pig-headed men piloting hovercraft in the sky.

The show or movie he's currently appearing in is "Rapid Outer Space Pig-Headed Men Invade Kemu City Fortress and Love Even When the World Ends and Someone Stole My Life and the Domineering Interstellar CEO Falls in Love with Me and Takes Over an Asteroid Belt for Me and the King in an Old Man's T-Shirt and the Cat-Cowardly Rat".

Although he had no idea which parallel universe's drunken guy from whoever made this movie, which was overflowing with so many elements.

But he knows that a bunch of pig-headed men who have invaded the world and caused the apocalypse are chasing him from above. Not only will he have to fall in love with a 40-year-old woman, but he will also have to kill a major villain for his dog. At the same time, he will be loved by a domineering interstellar CEO who will put his arm around his waist and point to an asteroid belt, saying, "Rick! I've bought this entire asteroid belt for you!"

Oh! Right, we can't forget the story of how he became a fashion icon by wearing an old man's shirt.

The reason for all this is Rick the Clown outside the television screen. This bastard, who stays outside the limited central curve and is not subject to any suppression, has increasingly outrageous technological prowess.

From the initial body-soul conversion device to the current ability to throw a living person into a television set.

Jesus!

What exactly has happened outside in the last few decades?

Grandpa had guessed that technology outside was advancing every day, but he never expected the speed of progress to be so incredible. He could only place his hopes on Morty and C137.

Well, the latter is the main point.

If it's the former, he'd be lucky to be able to provide firepower.

Grandpa ran forward for about a few dozen meters when he suddenly saw a gun lying on the ground. He dodged several bullets with a roll, picked up the gun, and was about to check its modification limits.

Change channel~

Rick the Joker, finding the movie starting to get boring, picked up the remote and switched Grandpa to another channel.

This channel... is the Cthulhu.P site that Old K had watched before.

One second ago, Grandpa, who was half-squatting on the ground with the gun on his knees, only felt a blur before his eyes.

The next second, an octopus-headed creature, just like a little dog that gets really excited when it sees people, started nudging and rubbing against Grandpa.

Feeling the slimy octopus tentacles gradually enveloping his face from his neck, he caught a glimpse of two Cthulhu Benkes under the deep purple light around him, their legs clamping a steel pipe as they slowly opened their bodies backward.

Grandpa's stomach churned, and he felt like he was going to vomit on the spot, but then the scene in front of him changed again, because even Rick the Clown outside couldn't appreciate this twisted scene full of Ricky-esque flavor.

This time it was pretty...normal.

In other words, millions of green-skinned orcs were charging at Grandpa from all directions, and all he had in front of him was a 3-centimeter-long dagger...

This show is called "A Real Man Fights His Way Through Millions of Green-Skinned Orcs!"

The name is long, but the content is simple. It is popular with those who cannot appreciate deeper things, but are addicted to killing and never get tired of watching the blood spurting all over the screen.

"Boring, isn't there anything interesting to watch?"

Seeing Grandpa facing a group of orcs over two meters tall, starting with a dagger, fighting on one side while using the bones and muscles of the green-skinned orcs to begin climbing the niche technology tree of physical technology.

Feeling bored, Rick the clown threw the bag of chips aside, looked at the ten number keys on the remote control, and randomly entered the four numbers 1508.

Grandpa, who had just started developing physical technology, suddenly found himself on an Icelandic island. The penguins everywhere, the -32 degree Celsius temperature, and the constant snowfall made him so cold that he almost froze on the spot.

"This is really bad. Shall I try the 687?"

Rick the clown, who had begun to lose patience, randomly entered the string of numbers. After seeing what was on the television, a smile finally returned to his face.

Because this show is exactly like, "I don't care whether you want to answer or not, this is a super truth or dare game. If you lie, we will definitely put you in a cosmic cannon and shoot you into space, turning you into the brightest star in the sky!"

"What's the production team's phone number again?"

"Hmm? Someone's here?"

Just as Rick the Clown was about to call the production team and ask them to inquire with his grandfather about the final plan, he heard a noise coming from the doorway.

Listen to the sound of the other person stepping on the rubble.

Rick the clown judged that the other person was probably a child.

In an ordinary street on an ordinary planet, even if there are some local bullies, as long as Rick stays there for a week, these idle thugs will obediently disappear from the street.

There's no such restlessness or fussiness among young people during adolescence.

So, at this point, the only person who would dare to step into this house while standing on all that construction debris is probably Morty.

Looking back, when I entered, I saw two Jerrys and two Beths, but I didn't see Morty and Sammy.

Rick the clown felt like he had finally found a toy.

He got up and walked towards the door.

He peeked halfway out of the living room and saw Morty, covered in blood and lifeless, staring blankly at everything in the house.

"Oh, Morty~ Little Morty, like a lost lamb, do you long for a hug from Rick?"

Rick the Clown walked up with a grin. Always a bit crazy, he planned to give Morty a hug, then put him in the TV, and drag Grandpa out to see how he would torment Morty.

But he overlooked one thing...

The Importance of Intelligence!

The moment he reached out to hug Morty, a blade formed from nanobots pierced his heart with pinpoint accuracy.

"Cough...I...you? You're a Morty? Why did you dare to try and kill Rick?"

Rick, who was all smiles just a second ago with his green ramen-noodle hair, suddenly clutched his heart and collapsed to the ground.

Morty lunged forward, allowing the nanobots within his body to surge into the guy's body through physical contact, aiming to destroy all the tissues and organs within his body!

Chapter 588 I laughed