Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

A flash of lightning streaked past Dark Mo's eyes, indicating that the iron cage was connected to a strong electric current, but this was not the first obstacle preventing Dark Mo from escaping.

He glanced around and saw the cameras in the four corners of the room, as well as an AI with a blank expression hidden in the darkness, its body emitting a faint blue light.

With Grandpa keeping an eye on things himself, and the AI ​​in the underground base also keeping an eye on things, Dark Mo could hardly think of playing any tricks here.

However, he wasn't there to play tricks.

He was truly driven out of Ruicheng by Slim Rick, because Rick's power-grabbing strategy naturally placed him at a height that he could not surpass.

Taking control of Ruicheng was for future plans.

Thin Rick, on the other hand, awakens the long-hidden desires within every Rick.

Faced with the choice between the collective and the individual, Ricks naturally chose the latter. They are destroying the mental shackles that C137 imposed on all Ricks, as well as the brainwashing results that the Rick City Syndicate has been carrying out over the years.

"Jesus! At this rate, I'll have to use time reversal too..."

"Wait a minute! Where did this skinny Rick come from? I've never heard of him before... Could he be Rick who just arrived in Rick City???"

Dark Mo lay flat on the ground, carefully savoring his defeat, his anger growing with each passing moment.

Am I losing everything?

No! That's absolutely impossible!

Dark Mo knew that C137 would absolutely not tolerate this situation.

A certain old geezer might allow the destruction of Rick City, or even allow Rick City members to kill each other, but he would absolutely not allow a large number of Ricks to start running rampant throughout the universe.

"Looks like I need to tell him about this soon..."

Chapter 609 They leveled up

Are you sure you want to do this, Jerry?

"Yes! I'm determined to do this! I, Jerry Smith, have waited my whole life for this opportunity! Not to prove anything! I just want to take back what's rightfully mine!!"

"Self-respect...Long live self-respect!!!"

Inside the energy shield, twenty meters away, Morty, who had finally found Jerry, clearly had no idea how much of a psychological impact Jerry's wilderness survival these past few days—building a small wooden hut, picking wild fruits to eat, and finally having the hut collapse in the wind—had on him.

Fuck shit!!

An adult's breakdown can happen in an instant!

Jerry saw that the little wooden house he had painstakingly built was gone in a gust of wind, so he decided to completely give up, and that giving up was...

Fly me towards the energy shield, use the Death Aura to break through the energy shield, and then fight your way out!

Screw Rick's NT sandbox game!

The guy's aura of wanting to wage war directly against an alien enemy on a planet left Morty completely stunned. What on earth had triggered this guy?

What exactly did I miss during that period?

Why does Jerry look so unfamiliar to me?

"Quick! Morty! Kick me! You weakling!"

Morty: "..."

Well, since someone had put it that way, Morty felt he had no choice but to kick it, so he took a deep breath and shouted.

The unusual behavior of the two also excited the Juju Star people outside.

They sensed something was about to happen from the smell, so their hearts were filled with anticipation, eagerly awaiting what was to come...

Morty kicked Jerry hard in the butt, sending the guy sprawling face-first into the dirt...

puff...

The Juju aliens outside, who had been eagerly anticipating the event, all fell off the energy shield because of the overwhelming smell of losers.

Jerry, face down and mouthful of grass, was in pain all over. He struggled to turn over and stared at Morty in disbelief: "Geez! Where's your power? Where's that energy you released from your brain??? Where did it go???"

"It's gone! Didn't you know?"

"What the hell!!! Why didn't you say so sooner! My plan was for you to throw me at full speed into the energy shield! And then wait for the energy shield to break!"

As the two stared at each other, Grandpa, who had come to bring the others, opened a portal and arrived beside them. Seeing the two of them, one standing and the other lying on the ground, still staring at each other, he was speechless and facepalmed.

"Alright, alright, before we get to the point where Arthas kills his own father—that kind of melodramatic scene—you two go back. There's a tiny problem now."

After Grandpa finished speaking, Jerry was the first to jump out and object.

The precious father-son time we finally had, a sandbox game to nurture our bond and deepen our understanding of each other—how could it be ruined because of you...?

next second.

Morty and Grandpa then left through the portal...

"Hey!! I haven't even said anything yet... Give me a little more time!"

"This portal will close in a minute, which is enough time for you to be dramatic. If you don't want to come back within a minute, then forget it, I'll go to Jerry's daycare and find another Jerry."

Grandpa's casual remark made Jerry obediently lower his head and run inside.

Back home in universe C167.

Due to the different flow rates of time.

Grandpa had already contacted a spy he had in Ruicheng. Morty stood beside Grandpa, listening very attentively.

This guy is telling his grandpa about the changes in Ruicheng over the past few days.

But halfway through his sentence, he changed the subject and told the three people in the garage some bad news.

"P850, I have to say that every word this Slim Rick said was incredibly inspiring. He made me realize that I am indeed very special. My job, my life in Ruicheng, my earnings in Ruicheng—I could easily enjoy everything outside, so why should I stay here as a laborer?"

"So I'm sorry, I've given them your coordinates. The Ruicheng commando team has about ten seconds left before they arrive."

"This is out of consideration for our long-standing friendship; I'm giving you a heads-up ten seconds in advance."

"Jesus! Ten seconds early? Years of friendship, my foot!" The spy he had planted in Ruicheng suddenly turned against him. Grandpa really didn't expect the other party to do this to him at this time.

What's even more incredible is that this guy actually betrayed him long ago, only telling him when the assault team was still ten seconds away from arriving!

If I don't contact him, these ten seconds won't even be enough!

"Motty! Go get your Mission Accomplishment Box right now!"

"Jerry! Get back to the other side of the portal!"

"I'm going to find Sammy and Beth!"

He quickly issued the order, getting everyone moving. Grandpa decisively activated the house's ultimate defense system and didn't forget to use the teleportation gun to send Dark Mo away as well.

After all, this guy still has some value; we can't just watch him get captured by Slim Rick.

When Grandpa told Sammy and Beth to leave, Morty ran down with the Mission Accomplishment Box and a letter in his hand.

Ruicheng Commando...Arrived!

Unlike the Ruicheng Commando Team, which used to have standard weapons and uniforms.

In just a few days, the Ruicheng Commando Team seemed to have broken through some kind of restriction. No one wore the uniform anymore, and there was even a Rick who was wearing beach shorts and flip-flops and carrying a 300mm orange autocannon.

Four portals opened simultaneously.

In the very first second, countless bullets flew through the room.

The home's defense system, using brass bullets and a swarm of drones, killed four Ricks, but as their bodies fell to the ground, they turned into a puddle of water...

"Geez! When did these mechanized idiots learn to use Stands?"

When Grandpa saw the puddle, he immediately realized that these Ricks were no longer like before, who only knew how to carry out standard battles with standard weapons.

Their combat systems began to become more complex, their tactics and strategies began to upgrade, and even their routines began to become more dirty!

When Morty saw the water come into contact with the ground, it immediately ignited into a rapidly spreading fire. While frantically pressing the button on the Mission Assurance Box to send Mr. Mission Assurance to take the hit, he asked his grandfather what was written in the letter.

Morty saw the letter he had placed at the bottom of the mission box because he was worried he wouldn't be able to return, and now it was in Morty's hands.

Grandpa, not wanting the truth to be exposed so quickly, said with a dark face, "It's nothing. It's just that when the Jerry Council was established, I was worried I wouldn't be able to come back, so I wrote some rather clichéd and cheesy things on it. If you're interested, keep it. When you've drunk ten pounds of wine and can't throw it up, then go and open it."

"Jesus! If you find this cheesy, then I'm not watching!"

Upon hearing this, Morty promptly threw the letter into the fire. He simply couldn't bear his grandfather's sudden change in tone, especially the words written in the letter...

One day, a sleazy old man who would rather make robots do most things for him than do them himself suddenly starts writing some mushy words in his letters.

Morty doesn't want to watch!

Protect your eyesight, starting with me!

As he watched the letter being thrown into the fire, Grandpa breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't forget to smash the French windows in the living room with his foot.

After opening a portal on the lawn in the backyard.

Morty and his grandfather traveled to the moon in outer space.

They couldn't just leave; they knew that in this chaotic situation, a Ruicheng commando team had suddenly stormed their home.

This is no longer just a bad omen, it's a very, very bad omen.

so...

"The lunar counterattack has begun!"

Chapter 610 Three Gandhis, please leave.

Long ago, relying on the manpower provided by Hell, Grandpa, who had plenty of manpower, not only built the Mirror City, but also carried out a crazy transformation on the moon, outside his own residence.

We used the movable planet from Star Wars as a benchmark.

By extracting tens of millions of manpower from hell, Grandpa obtained a war machine that could be made to cover the ground with light and heavy artillery emplacements, have a drone hangar every three kilometers, a planetary engine every ten kilometers, and a planetary main cannon every twenty kilometers.

The portal that Morty and Grandpa used took them directly to the control room.

After AI immediately took over the global network and satellites in outer space, all the gun emplacements and cameras were pointed at that ordinary American-style bungalow of less than 500 square meters.

The four portals have disappeared, and the water, which seems capable of igniting everything and replenishing its volume through the substances it comes into contact with, has spread throughout the street at a speed of ten meters per second.

Judging from the current situation, it's probably only a matter of time before it ignites the entire world.