Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

The roof, which hadn't been repaired for almost a year, has been made beautiful by a professional team.

Even the exterior walls were repainted.

Red carpet, reporters, onlookers, and so on.

They turned their usually quiet neighborhood into a lively place, like the homecoming of humanity's first ambassador to another planet.

"Jesus~ He really did deliberately forget about what happened a few times before~"

"That's just the face of politicians, isn't it?"

Morty still remembers how angry the US president was when his grandfather first appeared before the world.

They almost brought back all seven fleets just to fight a world war with this little old man from Colorado.

If it weren't for the fact that the Chinese had sent their own aircraft carrier to Hawaii at a crucial moment...

The incumbent Texas blond cowboy is really going to have a life-or-death war with Rick the old man from Colorado.

Of course, this is based on my grandfather's standards.

He could sink North America to the bottom of the sea in just a short time.

However, since that incident, the Sanchez family has essentially had a falling out with the president.

The subsequent small-scale conflicts indirectly caused Jerry's job search to be consistently unsuccessful.

Even if you're the most useless person, you can't earn more than a few hundred dollars a month just by doing manual labor, like handing out flyers or doing odd jobs like mowing lawns.

But because of what his grandfather did, Jerry couldn't find a job at all.

Now things are fine.

Rick's original library, with its hundreds of thousands of books, shocked the world!

For people around the world who are desperately seeking the next big opportunity for technological advancement.

Rick's library was what they all longed for most.

But Morty didn't want to do that.

He felt that if the United States took all of this, the price for the planet would inevitably be that everyone except the upper echelons would suffer!

Take a single nanobot monitor as an example; it could allow the entire world to enter a cyberpunk world ahead of time, because these nanobots can enter the human body along with food and water.

It clings to your vocal cords, eavesdropping on your words.

Furthermore, because they are around the nanometer scale, they are extremely difficult to remove. Unless a world-class surgical procedure is performed, they cannot be removed at all.

With this thing around, everyone will be under comprehensive surveillance, from their physical body to their soul.

If necessary, it can even hide in your eyes and follow your perspective to gather information!

So the president is destined to return empty-handed this time!

After signaling Sammy to turn off the live stream, Morty began to explain the next steps to her.

“Sangmei, they will definitely try to take these books about gene surgery and human modification from me by any means necessary, so I have to tell you this seriously.”

"Neither I nor you can hand this over."

“Remember, as long as our Rick is alive, we are people without borders, even if we speak English, understand?”

"Once these things are given to them, they will inevitably use them to seek personal gain and harm others."

Sangmei, who was just thinking about how she would make a dazzling entrance, heard these words and the joy on her face gradually faded. She wasn't stupid.

Of course, I understand the meaning behind Morty's words.

That means you are yourself and they are them. Don't talk about being wholeheartedly devoted to the public; nobody is interested in things that don't benefit them.

If necessary, force can even be used!

"Okay, I understand!"

Once he was sure Sammy had listened to him, Morty parked the car in front of the garage door.

Several staff members immediately laid out the red carpet.

Moty pushed open the car door, stood by the door, and jumped over the red carpet. He wanted to use this detail to tell the president.

What happens next... Forget about it!!!

The president, whose eyes caught this information, looked rather displeased.

As one of the most powerful people on this planet in public.

He can handle 99% of things.

Of the remaining 1%...

Rick Sanchez and his family alone take 0.9%!

Damn it!

This is absolutely infuriating!!!

He made himself feel extremely uncomfortable as president!

The thought of that stinky old man from Colorado made the president's heart feel like a powder keg about to explode.

Now that his grandfather is gone, his grandson actually dares to play these tricks on him!

fuck!

I can't take it anymore!!!

"Someone come here! Give it to me..."

"hehe..."

Chapter 095 It's that fast!

I had seen Morty on TV before, and I knew a bit about this Texas cowboy. I knew he wasn't exactly known for his good temper.

Unlike some sycophants who fawn over so-called important figures, they won't do that.

Isn't that a problem?

With such a vast world outside, Grandpa Mao could freely explore and search for all sorts of interesting artifacts.

So, when they return to this 'village,' they have to bow their heads to someone who would be an extremely ordinary person if placed on another planet?

So when this guy, having accumulated both old and new grudges, unleashed his anger on himself, whom adults considered a little brat.

Morty directly instructed the AI ​​in the room to activate Grandpa's defense system.

So the president had only uttered half of his words.

He then saw at least ten cannon barrels pointing directly at him.

Glug...

Inside the dark tube, the glowing red light made a bead of cold sweat trickle down his forehead.

Threat!

A blatant threat!

If you dare to act arrogantly in front of me, I don't care who you are, I'll just send you down to wake you up!

The president, trembling with anger and coldness, faced with the death threat directly from Moty. His face was extremely ugly as he glared at the fourteen-year-old boy who had his back to him.

He then immediately got into the car and drove off with his men.

Because he knew it deep down.

The two children in front of me, who spend every day with Rick, have become completely indifferent to certain things under Rick's constant influence.

If I were to force a conflict today...

Finally, I wanted to end things.

That most likely means that the big corporations handed him over to Grandpa's side, the one who caused the trouble, in exchange for appeasing their anger.

It's not worth it! It's not worth it!

The president fled with his men, but the remaining reporters wouldn't run away.

They are determined to get this interview, no matter the cost!

These are handsome men and beautiful women carefully selected by major newspapers.

This immediately plunged Morty and Sangmi into a barrage of compliments.

"Little Morty~ I just joined the company this month. If you don't mind, we can chat privately and I can write an... exclusive report, how about it?"

"Sangmei, my white moonlight, you are the woman I have longed for most in this life. Why don't we find a bar, sit down, and have a good talk about your life?"

Faced with an onslaught from eight forwards coming from all directions, Motti's neck and hands instantly stiffened.

The reason that kind of thing is that it's only suitable for doing in private.

In such a public place, with so many cameras pointed at him, he did something like this...

Even though I'm Morty, I still have an image to maintain, okay!

Unflattering photos, once taken, can be used for years!

Just as Morty was asking AI to help him solve this problem.

Sang Mei's hand passed through the crowd, grabbed herself, and almost shoved away all the flirtatious women who wanted to have countless late-night exclusive interviews with her.

"go!"

As Morty was dragged into the house by Sangmei's hand, he looked at the back of Sangmei's head and felt a little happy.

Although by Grandpa's standards, this was almost as troublesome as eating and drinking.

Even after being surrounded by a group of handsome men, Sangmei was able to resist the temptation and pull herself away from the group of women, demonstrating her proactive self-protection.

He explained that his relationship with her, who was like a brother and sister, had finally improved somewhat over the course of six months.

Enter the house.

After closing the door, Sang Mei kicked off her shoes, hunched her back slightly, and walked towards the living room. As she approached the sofa, she collapsed onto it and began to complain about just how tired she was this time.