Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

So he took out his weapon, fired a shot at the energy shield, wanting to test its strength before deciding how to destroy it.

But then something shocking happened.

When the bullets from the energy gun touched the energy shield, they did not bounce, annihilate, or get caught by the energy shield.

Instead, it travels at a speed of 0.000000001 nanometers per second, within fifty centimeters of the energy shield.

"This is... spatial slowing technology?"

"This energy shield is so large. If space slowing technology is used everywhere, where will the energy supply come from?"

"You blind loser, can't you see the outside world is all black? Where do you think all the planets in this universe have gone?"

"Fuck! He turned this universe into a time bomb! I wish I were the one who killed that bastard!"

Rick and his friends, who immediately recognized the reason, changed their expressions drastically and became somewhat flustered.

Morty, who only had a vague understanding of Rick's tech tree, remained silent and chose to listen quietly to what Rick was saying.

Because Rick Technology's entire system is extremely complex and multifaceted.

Simply put, it's the physical world and the non-physical world.

In more detail, it includes a wide variety of branches such as gunpowder, energy, nuclear energy, magnetic energy, electrical energy, gravity, and the soul.

From AI Rick, Morty learned that C137 the thief prefers melee combat, as he can slap you at close range and would never choose to bomb you with a cannon from thousands of miles away.

So if C137 were converted into a profession in a Western fantasy world, he would be a standard mage/warrior with sword, shield, and archery.

He's proficient with all kinds of weapons, but even when using a bow, he prefers to hold it less than two meters from your head and shoot an arrow to blow your head off.

But as for my maternal grandfather's area of ​​expertise and interests...

Even AI Rick's assessment of him was that he was like a mille-feuille.

This guy was actually a professor in one of the three main schools of Morty in Ruicheng, specializing in studying and training Morty.

The reason for participating in this reality show is unknown.

But his fighting style is all about anticipating your predictions.

Therefore, judging from various reasons, Morty felt that his grandfather's suicide was more of a calculated act than a result of personal collapse.

But isn't he being a little too confident in his own scheming abilities by playing this game?

What if I end up in the Cthulhu universe or some other world and never come back?

Or they could simply choose to vote for Galactic Empire.

All these calculations have come to naught.

What a gambler...

The moment those words popped into Morty's mind, all the stone pillars in front of him suddenly began to rotate.

The unexpected situation left him no time to be distracted.

Especially with his hands tied, if any unexpected situation occurs, he will have no power to fight back at all!

Chapter 049 Space Delay Technology

Humans have a penchant for the wicked.

However, they rarely show it in front of everyone.

That's why we have this question: How could someone who usually seems so proper do such a thing?

Although Grandpa was a Rick, he was still human, so naturally he was no exception.

When the stone pillar began to rotate, and the horizontal and vertical lines that had been planned on the ground flashed with blinding light, Morty and the assault team thought they were definitely doomed.

This space slowing technology, taken alone, might only be a defensive technology, but when combined with an entire universe and used as an energy supplier...

This thing is a bomb that could annihilate the entire universe!

Who knows...

This guy is a super-rich man!

That's right! It's the Monopoly board game!

Those imposing stone pillars, some adorned with five-clawed golden dragons, began to change shape after rotating hundreds of times.

Skyscrapers are rising from the ground.

The silver metallic floor has been replaced by a concrete road.

Only the grid-like lines on the ground were preserved.

"Monopoly? Such a idiotic game, why would he put so much effort into it?"

Rick's commandos had just made a mocking remark.

They then noticed a golden number appearing above each of their heads.

Morty is number four, and the others are numbered 1 through 12, for a total of twelve players.

Everyone now has an extra ivory die in their hand, one that no one, except for number one, can throw away for the time being.

"Fuck! Jesus! That idiot who committed suicide, he actually wanted us to play Monopoly?"

Do I look that free?

"P4 shit! After I leave here, I'm going to resurrect that bastard's corpse and kill him a thousand times!!!"

A group of Ricks complained a lot of nonsense until they saw the countdown for Player One in the sky, at which point they stopped complaining.

You want to play games, right?

Let's play then!

How difficult can Monopoly be?

Roll the dice, make money, win—what's so hard about that?

But... in this game, it seems there can only be one winner, right?

Having heard how to win at Monopoly, Rick and his friends gradually shut their mouths and stopped complaining and cursing their grandfather.

If the rules of this game are not changed, then only one winner will be allowed!

What happens to losers...?

Just think about it with your toes.

The other party went to such great lengths, creating a tycoon from a universe, how could they possibly let you leave so easily?

If it were really that simple.

That's a disgrace to Ruicheng—a carbon copy of Rick the Idiot.

The player who rolled the dice, number one, took four steps forward and stopped in front of an open space. He said to the group, "I have a suggestion. Let's play this game at the slowest speed possible. In the meantime, everyone think of a way to speed up the teleportation gun. Once the portal opens, we can escape from here."

Morty, who was number four, sneered inwardly.

Almost every Rick has a teleportation gun; it's as common as a cell phone for an average person.

When any Rick schemes against another Rick.

The first thing that comes to mind, the primary consideration, is the teleportation gun.

If the other side is given time to use the teleportation gun, then which Rick wouldn't just open a door and run away on the spot?

Therefore, the space delay technology was naturally created specifically to counter the teleportation gun.

Because of the basic teleportation principle of the teleportation gun, this thing must create a teleportation portal at two locations, A and B, simultaneously.

If A has a portal, but B does not.

What's the point of teleporting?

Therefore, based on this principle, as long as the speed at which energy travels from A to B according to coordinates is slowed, the release speed of the portal will be so slow that it will be despairing.

Even more despairing is that once the portal opens, the speed at which a person's body and soul travel from point A to point B is also limited by this delaying technology.

In the world I have now emerged from.

Based on the results of the discussion that Rick just came up with.

To open a portal to another world from this place would take about a hundred years, plus the time it would take for a person to travel there.

That is, two hundred years!

So, this group of Ricks started figuring out how to speed things up.

As for delaying the destruction of space?

According to the commando team's predictions, this universe should be a newly born universe, with a distance of about 9 trillion light-years from the center to the edge.

Grandpa annihilated everything in this universe and channeled all the energy into this anchoring platform before the new Big Bang occurred.

This means that space dilation is also limiting the occurrence of new explosions in this universe.

Once the space delay is disrupted, then it's all a gamble to see who has the fastest hands.

Knowing that he couldn't be taken away immediately when the explosion occurred, Morty could only focus his attention back on the Monopoly game.

Because in the missing memories, in number 0099, he once asked his grandfather how to defeat a Rick.

He remembered his grandfather saying that.

Every Rick has his own weaknesses, and even C137 is only the strongest, not invincible!

To defeat Rick, you absolutely cannot use your weaknesses against Rick's strengths. You must figure out whether Rick's weaknesses overlap with your own strengths.

If they don't overlap, then just bear with it!

Given these words and the current situation, Morty felt that his chances of winning had risen from 0% to around 50%.

Because almost all Ricks are economically illiterate!

But that's not surprising.

When a person can create nuclear fusion, mechs, artificial intelligence (AI), and space teleportation technology, money loses all its binding force on him.

All you need is one AI and one prototype robot.