I am the savior, do you have any objection?

Because of the collapse of the original world's gravity and electromagnetism, it is now completely impossible to create anything.

The two of them had no choice but to come to Kerry's place to make things.

"Bang!" A violent explosion occurred, its terrifying power seemingly capable of destroying a planet.

Kerry calmly contained the full power of the explosion in his palm and waited for it to dissipate.

"The recipe is correct, but it cannot be synthesized in your world. Synthesis would cause an explosion due to the different cosmic base, or it would open a parallel world in your world, but not in ours."

However, it's also possible that the explosion occurred because there's no parallel world on your side.

Evil Morty calmly recounted the situation, saying that the two of them had experienced explosions of that magnitude about 30 times already.

"Keep this recipe safe for now. I'll finish making the teleportation gun first. Seriously, do you really need to keep monitoring my thoughts like this? Believe me, you're already very strong. I can't possibly make a weapon that can kill you with these things right under your nose."

“I think so,” Kerry replied.

"Never mind, it doesn't matter."

Morty then demonstrated a hand-crafting ability comparable to a CNC machine tool, creating a machine, using it to produce the more precise parts needed, and finally putting the finished glass jar on top.

"Alright, the teleportation gun is finished, we can go back now."

Evil Morty shrugged, twirling the brand-new teleportation gun in his hand.

"it is good."

Kerry and Morty once again used Kerry's door to enter Rick and Morty's universe.

"Your portal can clearly cross between real and alternate worlds, yet it can't enter parallel worlds."

Morty stepped out of the door and muttered a complaint.

Fortunately, there is a basic structure inside the Nether, and teleportation fluid can also be synthesized here.

If hell is like the outside world, without even electromagnetic force, then there is no hope.

Once again, several materials brought from another world were poured together.

No explosion occurred this time.

Golden light appeared within it.

Pour the golden liquid into the teleportation gun, then press the switch to create a rotating portal.

Morty caught a live rabbit that Kerry had prepared beforehand, tied it with a rope, and threw it in.

Then they let the rope out longer, pulled it back after a while, and did a simple check.

"Very good, you can go now."

Morty walked ahead first, and Kerry followed.

"brush!"

As the strange portal sound faded from my ears.

What appeared before Kree was a completely undamaged world.

An ordinary Earth, peaceful streets, the familiar Smith mansion.

"This is C-131, which I think is the universe where he is most likely to appear."

Evil Morty handed the gun to Kerry, who was standing next to him.

Then, he extended his hand and made a "please" gesture.

“Don’t you want to see him?” Kerry raised an eyebrow at him.

"I don't want to at all, and with my current physical condition, if he shoots me, I'm done for."

Kerry didn't want to dwell on their messy past.

So he went up and knocked on the door.

"Oh! Let me see who it is. Very well! I knew it was you two scoundrels!"

"Get out! Get out! Jacket Rick is dead, I have no interest in playing with you guys."

As a sound came from somewhere, a bunch of laser guns began to appear next to Rick's front door.

Kerry didn't waste any words with him, his whole body crackling with electricity.

The next moment, a large hole appeared in Rick's front door.

Kerry appeared directly behind Rick on the 14th floor of Rick's basement.

"How many times do I have to tell you, I hate it when people come into my garage!"

Rick, who had been fiddling with something, turned his head, revealing a disheveled face with red-rimmed eyes and a large stubble on his chin.

"You think you can outrun the speed of light using some weird method? I've locked down all the space around us! Flash! Now you try running!"

Rick turned his head and pointed a weapon at Kerry, looking hysterical.

"What's up with him?"

Evil Morty glided down the escalator from upstairs.

"Oh, I forgot, that's a redundant question. This guy's enemy was just killed by someone he'd never met before. The old man is in the lowest point of his life and has lost his purpose in living."

Oh, like every Rick who lost Grandma Diane, hysterical, loathing happiness…

As he spoke, Evil Morty skillfully opened the hidden door of Rick's underground garage freezer and took out a vanilla ice cream.

“Shut up! And let go of my Cosmic Collection ice cream! You have memories of adventures we shared, you know how precious those are!” Rick roared.

"Ah, why aren't you shooting at me? Is it because you felt guilty after running away because of the argument and abandoned this imposter, and now you're too scared to shoot?"

"Bang!" Rick fired, and the body of the evil Morty was pierced right in front of him.

Rick was stunned. He couldn't believe that this guy would come to see him without any preconceived notions.

"Uh!"

Morty, feeling intense pain in his body, collapsed to the ground and rolled his eyes at Kerry.

"See? That's his personality. I hate all Ricks."

As a result, before Kerry could treat Morty, he heard Morty's inner thoughts.

"Don't save me, I'm counting down from three."

A few seconds later, Morty began to die. Rick, who had just fired the shot, threw down his gun, grabbed Morty's body, injected him with something unknown, and then banged on the machine.

"Oh, something like Rick P's nanobots? You really like to dabble in all sorts of nonsense."

Evil Morty seemed to know he would save him.

"Wonderful."

Kerry also took out a box of chocolate flavored snacks from the freezer and started putting them in his mouth.

When Evil Morty stood up, Rick's pupils moved up and down before he turned back around.

"We're even. I analyzed your teleportation fluid, and this is the formula for my teleportation fluid."

Now you can get out.

Rick casually wrote down what Nari City treasured on a piece of paper and tossed it to the evil Morty.

Evil Morty glanced at him, then tore him apart and looked at Rick's banging on the screen.

"Hmm... let me guess, your ex-wife Morty is still alive, but you can't find him. You don't know which world Rick P hid him in."

So instead of committing suicide, you're here taking your anger out on us.

"I think this revision would be better."

Evil Morty got up, dusted himself off, then elbowed Rick away and started typing on the keyboard.

"You're about to shoot me again. Surely no one would refuse a friend's help in finding their grandson just to save face?"

Don't talk like you know me so well!

Chapter 450 The Three Great Births Gather

Watching these two freakish little devils go crazy here, Kerry found it even more interesting than watching a girl band fight each other.

However, now there is a problem.

Kerry needs Rick's help to fix the machine, but Rick is looking for his grandson.

Given Rick's current explosive temper, if things proceed as planned, something bad is bound to happen.

As for what the original plan was.

Of course, the best course of action would be to tie up his grandson and be ready to strangle him at any moment, forcing him to submit.

It's not like you could kneel down and offer him something like "Wadashi" or "red bean paste."

Moreover, he is different from normal people, who would submit when faced with a life-or-death situation.

He's like a little girl from GBC, stubborn no matter how bad the situation is. To get him to do something, basically everyone in the universe either relies on benefits or soft tactics.

Don't be fooled by how decisively this old shrew was when he claimed the Morty voucher.

In fact, I really can't bear to see this grandson who isn't my biological grandson get into trouble.

And all Kerry wanted was a machine.

That's why Kerry thought it was feasible.

But in this situation, the old man has just experienced the ups and downs of life, and according to the news, he doesn't even want to live anymore after taking revenge himself.

Now, although he knew that his enemy was most likely dead, he had neither heard screams nor wails, which meant that he had lost the chance to take revenge himself forever.

Some people might not understand, isn't it the same if your enemy dies at the hands of someone else? But for a bastard like Rick, it's not like that. He feels disgusted if he doesn't kill his enemy with his own hands.

Who knows, before the two of them arrived, they might have been either dropping old pearls or trying to commit suicide.

Evil Morty must have understood Old Deng's true nature, which is why he kept avoiding the main point and instead helped him tweak and adjust the program.

"You used an instrument to transfer people back to their original universe before. At that time, you only protected the two of us from the effects. Have you ever been to C-137?" Evil Morty asked while modifying the search method.

Do I look as mentally challenged as you?

Rick said no, but in reality he watched as the evil Morty operated.

"I never imagined that you, who had the nerve to point fingers here, would become just like him after being implanted with Morty's memories."

"That's because all Mortys are essentially the same: a powerful way of thinking and knowledge, not IQ, which can be easily improved with instruments."

Evil Morty didn't even look up.

Then I typed "OK".

Soon the entire base was up and running.

"Aren't you going to fix the central finite curve?" Morty said, crossing his arms after finishing his tirade.

"Rick, who was within the finite curve, was 80% dead when Rui City was destroyed. When I created the teleportation gun, there was no such thing as a finite curve." Rick said with dead fish eyes.

"Oh yes, and yet you still created that cradle for yourself and those overgrown children."

These two seem destined to argue whenever they stand here.

As Evil Morty spoke, he knocked on a cabinet next to him, and then without warning, his body began to dissolve.

"You can't escape my grasp using this method."

With a wave of his hand, Kerry conjured a new Morty body, into which the consciousness and soul of the evil Morty were transferred.

Just now, the evil Morty, taking advantage of his familiarity with this basement, pressed an emergency button for teleportation, but unfortunately it failed.

Chapter 451 The Last Layer of the Mille Crepe

Morty, who had tried to escape but was caught red-handed by Kerry once again, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, okay."

You won, you caught me again. How about it, want to torture me to vent your anger?

Morty, standing next to Kerry, shrugged helplessly.