Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Or... let's call and ask for backup!

Once the fleet commander realized this, he no longer hesitated.

Anyway, we definitely can't win in a fight.

But if we don't fight, it will be hard to explain to our superiors afterwards. So we might as well call for backup and drag someone down with us!

So when the Flymen didn't launch an attack, but instead stopped their ship and started watching them, it was Morty's turn to feel frustrated.

My original plan was to pull out the vault and do what they do in "Fast & Furious," running around with the vault.

Then there's the scene where they just throw money at people.

As a result, not only did the other party not make a move, but they also failed to pull out the vault...

This is really frustrating.

"Jesus! AI, give me more thrust!"

Morty's urging caused the spaceship's AI to grow an extra nanometer in diameter... the vacuum tube at the AI's core.

There's nothing else to it, I was just angry.

Do you think this is a person pulling a cart?

Or should we try to break the Guinness World Record by pulling a ship by human?

We're in space!

There are no leverage points beneath the spaceship and the trade center; the only power source is the thrusters, so that's all you can rely on.

Of course, the spaceship AI didn't bother criticizing Morty either, because it wasn't interesting.

Why bother arguing with a little kid?

Surely I, a dignified AI, haven't fallen to this level?

The contest between the spaceship and the trading center quickly led the trading center's owners—the lizardmen—to make a decision that sent shivers down the spines of the flymen.

They have to be driven in reverse!

And so it goes.

One went east, the other west, and the vault placed in the trade center finally began to slowly move outwards under the influence of the second force.

The Fly Commander, who witnessed this scene through the surveillance footage, checked the arrival time of the reinforcements once again and made the decision to open fire.

We can't wait any longer.

If we wait any longer, that vault might really end up scattered all over the universe.

Hundreds of warships had already targeted Morty's turrets and began unleashing energy blasts of varying sizes.

When the first wave of attacks arrived, the spaceship's AI automatically deployed a protective shield to withstand the energy blasts while continuing to increase the output of its thrusters.

Chapter 091 The Great Cosmic Race

"Help! Help! Help!!"

"Quickly! Quickly! Find a way to contact Grandpa! Get him to come and save us!!!"

"Mom, I don't want to die...Mom...I'm still young...Save me...."

This happened a few minutes after the vault was pulled out of the trading center.

Sangmei, who had been smiling and doing a live stream a moment ago, was now curled up in the passenger seat, trembling. She kept crying out that she was going to die, but she never managed to die.

Because behind the spaceship, there was a seemingly massive rain of energy blasts.

Each energy blast failed to inflict much damage on the spaceship.

This is, of course, because of Morty... oh no! It's because of the spaceship AI's superb dodging skills.

As a spaceship AI that is destined to die if the ship is destroyed, she has to take the hits with her own body, so she doesn't have time to sit in the co-pilot's seat and cry like Sang Mei.

She had to allocate her core computing power to each energy blast, determining its trajectory to ensure she wouldn't suffer too much damage.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Morty yawned, looking rather bored.

Originally intending to pilot the ship, he discovered that the spaceship's AI's computing power seemed capable of handling the problem, so, thinking it was better to avoid trouble, he directly handed the heavy responsibility over to the other party.

Bored, he even had time to take out his phone, enter Sangmei's live stream, and leave her a comment.

But the good times didn't last long.

AI also has its limits.

When the lizardmen's warships also arrived to help, the AI's computational burden instantly doubled!

Without the aid of a large-scale core matrix, the computational capabilities of a single AI are limited.

then...

"Motty! It's up to you!"

When the spaceship AI handed over the responsibility of driving to Morty, he was typing in the comments and making a fuss when he heard this and was completely dumbfounded.

What the hell!

Are you kidding me?!

What kind of cosmic joke are you playing on me, this AI that shifts blame at crucial moments?!

There's a bunch of fly-men and a bunch of lizardmen behind me, and you're making me drive this car? Are you kidding me?

Noticing that his speed was decreasing, Morty hurriedly threw his phone aside, slammed on the gas pedal, and placed both hands on the steering wheel.

While driving, I kept cursing how unreliable this AI was.

They always try to shift the blame to others.

After Morty moved forward for about four or five seconds, the spaceship was hit by seven or eight energy blasts, silencing the AI ​​for the same amount of time.

It immediately jumped out and started yelling: "Do you even know how to drive?! You can't even dodge energy blasts! I really don't know how Rick taught you! If you'd encountered a concussion bomb, that last hit would have been enough to kill you!"

Morty: "..."

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If they can't handle it themselves, they shift the blame to others and then criticize the person who hastily took over.

After silently making a mental note about the spaceship's AI, Morty began to change his strategy.

The fact that he insisted on robbing the vault from the trading center certainly wasn't because he could exchange high-grade scrap metal for some money.

But this thing is incredibly sturdy!

Perfect for swinging around and hitting people!

After determining the location, Morty suddenly turned the steering wheel all the way to the left.

The rope, which had been in a straight line, began to bend to the left.

Once a sufficient distance had been reached, Morty slowed down the car and then frantically swerved to the right, attempting to use the vault like a whip to smash it directly into the pursuing warship.

At this moment, the spaceship's AI also started shouting at the top of its lungs.

"Jesus! Morty! You know this is space! Don't play around like this!!!"

"Aaaaaaah!!! We're doomed! Something terrible is going to happen!!!"

"Fuck! I should have guessed you might use this move! Fuck! You saw me run so far just now, and I didn't use this move at all. Don't you know why?!"

But it was too late.

The kinetic energy that was originally propelling the object forward is transformed into another kind of force during the swinging motion.

The spaceship and the vault began to rotate simultaneously.

And then it turned around.

The Fly Man, who was steering the ship, paused for a second before immediately turning the ship to the side and ordering the support team to activate all the thrusters on the sides.

If they don't do this, they're going to crash...crash!

No sooner said than done.

Having already broken the speed of sound, it still maintained nine-tenths of its speed on the return journey.

boom! ! !

The spinning vault, like a ramming hammer, smashed the leading warship to pieces with unstoppable force.

But that wasn't enough to stop the vault.

A violent impact sent it hurtling towards the second warship.

The captain of that ship turned pale with fright on the spot.

Dude! We're in the interstellar age now! Stop being so outdated! If something can be solved with high technology, can we please stop acting like cavemen and resorting to brute force?

boom! ! !

As the vault smashed the bow of the warship again, Morty, sitting inside the spinning spaceship, suddenly realized something. He looked up and immediately had a plan.

"AI! Help me lift the boat up! Let's... spin around!"

"That's right! Spin it!"

The spaceship's AI, which was quite intelligent, instantly understood Morty's meaning. She chuckled and raised the spaceship slightly, keeping the vault below the spaceship's height.

Next, just like all objects that fall onto the propeller.

The vault, weighing as much as a heavy cruiser, relentlessly hammered the ships, blowing the heads off these high-tech, yet standard-model Galactic Empire warships one by one.

The lizardmen who came to help were completely dumbfounded.

This guy... what primitive society did he come from...?

No wonder your spaceship has almost no external weapon mounts or integrated weapon launchers...

So you just grabbed something and used it as a baton to hit people?

Watching the Galactic Empire warships being blown apart one by one by the vault's crew, the lizardman, his scalp tingling with fear, thought for a moment and then simply made his escape...

not worth it!