Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Yes! Even now that Dark Mo has admitted to the replacement plan, no one knows who that mysterious Jerry who attacked Grandpa is!

If it weren't for Bat Rick's absolute intolerance for any imperfections, and his attempt to capture Dark Morpheus at the crucial final moment, all four of them would undoubtedly be with Bat Rick in the infinite universe, now a member of Rick's Arkham Asylum.

Therefore, it's not without reason that in some crucial moments, the sense of morality displayed can easily lead to trouble.

Choosing to cooperate with an evil person for a better purpose is something that neither the righteous nor the wicked can find fault with.

Enduring humiliation and bearing heavy burdens! That's what a true man who puts the big picture first looks like.

But... at least you should subdue the enemy in front of you first, instead of shouting that you want to sever ties with your partner before you've even dealt with the enemy!

"I really hope he likes our little gift... what a fool trying to catch someone in a time-travel scenario..."

C137 took a sip of strong liquor, grinned at the blood-red sunset, and far away in Arkham Asylum, outside the finite central curve, the four bodies suddenly began to deform, and a large number of facehuggers surged out of their bodies, tightly hugging every human face that could be hugged.

The sudden turn of events left Bat Rick completely bewildered.

It wasn't until the first Sammy alien larva burst out of a Sammy's body that he realized he had been tricked!

"Jesus!!! Kill!!!"

After a gasp, Rick the bat, his eyes bloodshot, was the first to draw his weapon and charge forward.

Chapter 603 Let's play a sandbox game first.

A few days later...

Morty sat on the sofa watching TV, even though the show "My Little Pony vs. Two and a Half Years of Dribbling" was a very popular live-action series on the Multiverse Channel.

But his mind wasn't on that at all.

Because of the attack by Bat Rick and Joker Rick, his plan to use time travel to save Queen's life completely failed.

The fact that Quinn couldn't be saved had left him depressed for several days.

Morty, staring blankly at the man in suspenders on TV dribbling the ball and spouting witty remarks that would make anyone laugh, couldn't manage a smile. He closed his eyes again, wanting to rest for a while longer.

But how could the rest of the family let Morty off the hook?

Beth, who has always been the first to care for Morty at home, prepared a variety of delicious and lavish meals for Morty over the course of a few days.

And they would never take the opportunity to preach any profound life philosophies; they would simply make sure Morty wasn't hungry, hoping that this meticulous care would cheer Morty up.

Beth left.

Sangmei came down the stairs, grabbed a drink from the kitchen, and returned to her bedroom. After hearing Morty's words that she "needed some space," she decided not to interfere anymore.

As it turns out, the "big sister" approach was completely ineffective with Morty.

It's better to leave him alone.

Aside from those two, Jerry... remains as cowardly yet stubborn as ever. A few days ago, he finally moved from the sofa to sleep on the master bedroom floor. As he walked out of the master bedroom and into the living room, he put his arm around Morty's shoulder.

"Son! Think positively! Life is a cruel game of constantly gaining and losing!"

Morty: "Get your paws off me..."

Normally, Morty's threats might have made Jerry put his hand away, but after a series of events in recent months, especially after serving as his grandfather's human shield for several months, things have changed.

Jerry's courage kept increasing.

They have the aura of daring to enter the tiger cage and touch the tiger's butt, stand next to the crocodile pool and do a fancy dive, or ride a motorcycle at 300 miles per hour to chase the high-speed train, becoming a train-chasing teenager.

Therefore, threats are useless!

Grandpa usually takes you around, but now that he's busy with his daughter, why don't we spend some heartwarming father-son time together?

Upon hearing this, Morty turned to look at Jerry for a long time. His indignant yet mocking expression made Jerry's facial muscles twitch slightly.

"What...what's wrong with you? Why are you giving up your perfectly good life and coming here to mess with me?"

Come on! Come on! Don't stay cooped up here!

"stew..."

Morty, who had been pulled up by Jerry, considered the possibility of killing him with nanobots and then abandoned the idea. He didn't want to experience Jerry's 100% death-avoidance aura.

So the father and son went into the garage and saw someone take out a small white brass sliding box from the workbench.

"Geez! Have you and Grandpa already discussed this?"

"How could that be? You think Rick would allow me to touch his things?"

"Now that you mention it, it makes perfect sense, and I can't even refute it...fuck!"

Thinking back carefully, Morty realized how much Grandpa disliked Jerry going into the garage. He figured it was unlikely that this was pre-arranged. So what exactly was Jerry trying to do?

Walking into the garage, grabbing something randomly from Grandpa's workbench on the floor, and embarking on a father-son adventure?

God... God the hell is father and son!

Who asked you for a father-son adventure?!

"I saw Rick researching this thing a lot a few months ago. Since you're not in a good mood lately, let's not worry about it too much and just open it up to see if there's anything fun inside, okay?"

Seeing Jerry exuding an aura of mischief.

Morty rolled his eyes at him, clearly in a bad mood, and if he were to interfere with Grandpa's things, things might...

"When did you become so obedient to Grandpa? Didn't you get really angry with him last time? So you just casually touched something... Jesus! Who hit me?"

Yeah, and then his grandpa slapped him on the top of the head.

Grandpa, who had just returned from the other side of the portal, saw Jerry messing around with his things and took out the bronze box. Naturally, he didn't hold back and slapped him.

Then they immediately took the item away.

But his action piqued Morty's interest, or perhaps he knew that being immersed in a depressed mood wasn't a good thing.

But there was really nothing that could distract him.

As for another time reversal?

Besides dealing with P850 Beth, Grandpa has been busy completing the time loop these past few days, otherwise the situation of his future self wanting to kill his present self will repeat itself.

At this point, would we like to turn back time again?

Morty was 100% certain that he would not only fail to save Quinn, but would also reduce the less than 40% chance to 0%. So he was waiting for his grandfather to complete the time loop, and then he would try to reverse time.

So...

What is that copper box in your hand?

With his back to Morty's grandfather, the smile on his lips vanished in an instant, because he knew that Morty wasn't the kind of person who couldn't get out of negative emotions for a long time.

To expect him to be depressed for months, become as thin as a sheet of paper, and then spend his days in tears would be an insult to the effort he put into laying the foundation for Morty during the first six months of his career.

people!

A person who has never been insulted before will definitely be furious and fight back fiercely when insulted for the first time.

If you curse a few times, you'll not only become thick-skinned, but you'll also be able to curse back, and even make the other person angry.

With Morty by his side, he had long since transformed from the weak transmigrator he once was into a Morty with extremely self-control.

Now that Morty has taken the bait, the next step is...

"Since you've seen this thing, I won't hide it from you anymore. Do you remember the Divine Kingdom Fire from before?"

"I...I remember...Wait! Didn't you have someone take it away? How come it's back now?? Wait a little longer! Can I re-integrate into this divine fire and then establish a divine kingdom where Quinn died? Wouldn't that allow me to resurrect her directly?!"

Morty, increasingly excited, didn't notice his grandfather's darkening complexion. By the time he finished his excitement and looked up, his grandfather had returned to his calm state.

Then, some bad news reached Morty's ears.

"I found this thing in the underground base of C137. According to my analysis, this Divine Flame should have been split into three parts. So if you want to use it, you not only need to regain your identity as an Outer Great One, but you also need to find the other two halves of the flame."

"Of course, you know that if your strength exceeds the upper limit of the curve, you will be kicked out. Right now, there's the menacing Bat Rick waiting for us outside, so I don't care what you choose to do."

"But you've definitely been staying home too much, so go play some teen sandbox games!"

Grandpa finished speaking at lightning speed, opened a portal right under Morty's feet, and after letting Morty fall in first, he didn't forget to throw Jerry in as well.

When the portal closed, Grandpa, who could no longer hold on, collapsed to the ground, his shirt stained red with blood that had flowed again from his abdominal wound.

"Cough cough! Damn Jerry's Council!"

Chapter 604 Grandpa's Sandbox Game

"How did you get so badly injured this time?"

"I remember you always have those emergency medical injections on you, don't you?"

"A few dozen aren't enough for you?"

"Just how fierce was the fighting outside this time?"

Grandpa, who was clearly seriously injured but had been stubbornly holding on, alerted Beth in the kitchen the moment he collapsed. She helped him up and sat him on a stool. While waiting for an injection of muscle-repairing fluid, he responded to her incessant chatter with an eye roll.

Beth is getting more and more fussy and indecisive.

However, this is a more normal way for an elderly father and his middle-aged daughter to get along.

Unlike her own daughter, who never experienced those times and is still like a little kid...

After Beth administered the emergency medication her grandfather needed, she asked him where Morty and Jerry's happy father-son time had gone.

"Well, sandbox games, of course... Hey! Don't glare at me! The only way to distract him right now is to find him something exciting and stimulating to do!"

Quite tense and exciting...

If Morty heard Grandpa say that, he'd shove the gun in his mouth and blow that old bastard's head off on the spot.

He stood outside a forest covered in lush green grass, the air filled with the sweet scent of flowers. A gentle breeze blew from the woods, like the caress of a lover on his back.

It sounds like a perfect place for a spring outing.

But in front of Moti, behind that hillside about 80 meters high, was an energy shield that rose from the ground and covered the entire sky.

Inside the giant energy shield, which is 10 kilometers long and wide and 100 meters high, is the "Sandbox Game" that Grandpa strongly recommended, and even opened a portal right under his feet to send him there to play.

"Motty! Look what I found! A whole bunch of wild berries! Come and have a taste!"

Jerry, who had gathered a large handful of wild berries after entering the forest, was in high spirits. This was not only because his grandfather was not around, but also because this was a rare father-son adventure.