I am the savior, do you have any objection?

"If you two are planning to flirt, could you please find another place?"

Rick glanced at them, then walked toward the escalator. Kerry stepped aside to let him pass, and this time Rick didn't do anything but hold onto the escalator and went down.

"What are they doing?"

"I just wrote a program that will automatically search for objects in the multiverse that match the target, and then suck up the matching objects like a toilet plunger."

This method of finding people is probably only something someone like Rick, who can casually create something to send everyone in every parallel universe back to their hometown, could come up with.

The result was either expected or unexpected.

Kerry didn't know what the conditions they had set for finding the person were, nor did he know how he had somehow identified that the person he had found was his good grandson. However, it was clear that even after the evil Morty's improvements, things were still not going well.

After Kerry followed him down a few floors, he saw the red dots on Rick's instrument screen, and a familiar face.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! If you see this, there's a very high chance I'm dead!"

Oh! That's terrible. I really wish I knew how I died, but I'd probably die in the purge of that chat group! Hahaha! Anyway, it won't be at your hands, you loser!

So, are you starting to look for my dear grandson? Have you realized I'm dead and lost your purpose in life?

That's normal, because everything you have is from me! Hehe!

Or should I change my mind? Could I deliberately leave a whole bunch of traps that you can find, and then set them all to have the same memories as my grandson?

Once you start searching, you'll be forced to kill him again and again. Isn't that fun?

Of course, there's something even more fun. Maybe I killed Morty from the very beginning and left his body in space for the interstellar wild dogs to eat. Even if you find his head, you won't get anything!

But I won't tell you whether I actually did it, because as long as I don't say, you'll feel there's still hope. How does that feel?

That's right, the one spouting nonsense on the screen is Jacket Rick.

To be precise, it's footage left behind by Jacket Rick before his death. It's as if he predicted Rick's every move and left behind some disgusting parts.

"Bang! Bang!" Rick started punching the screen of his machine.

"Are you starting to panic and smash your computer? Unfortunately, your computer skills are no match for mine, so once this video is found, it will finish playing! Now, please enjoy the traditional puppet show I've prepared for you: Diane gets blown to pieces... beep!"

Rick pulled out his gun and shot his own machine, destroying it.

Then he waved to Kerry.

“You, come here! You have Morty’s memories, so you should be able to use these memory fragments to make judgments and make retrievals.”

"See? They were just chasing us away, but now they're begging us like it's an order."

Morty rolled his eyes and looked at Kerry.

“Indeed.” Kerry crossed his arms and looked at Rick.

Rick, seeing that Morty wasn't moving, turned his head and started fiddling with something, but Morty still walked over after he turned his head.

"This thing?" Morty held up a helmet covered in wires and put it on.

“That’s right.” Rick also took out a helmet and put it on.

After a while, the two took off their helmets.

“Good, this is enough.” Rick glanced down at the machine that had started to smoke, then took out his teleportation gun and opened a gold and green door.

“You’d better not follow us.” Rick, carrying his helmet, went inside.

"Knowing that old man as I do, we'd be disgusted if we went there."

Don't let his seemingly indifferent demeanor fool you; he's actually quite dissatisfied with us. He might be hiding some surprise for us behind the door.

Morty pointed to the portal.

“It’s okay.” Kerry tossed Cupid into the room from his shoulder.

“It’s safe.” Cupid poked his head back in from the other side of the door.

Then Morty stepped inside.

……

A faint arc of electricity lingered on his fingertips as Kerry stepped out of the door.

What he saw were Cupid at his feet, Rick walking ahead, and Morty.

And as the portal closed, a barrage of weapons turned and pointed at him.

Kerry frowned, his body crackling with electricity, but he couldn't enter another dimension to accelerate.

At that moment, Rick, dressed in a white robe, turned around, pointing a weapon at Kerry.

"Stay here, don't move."

Meanwhile, Morty, who seemed to have anticipated this scene, walked over to Rick and skillfully pulled another weapon from the table, aiming it at Kerry.

"Oh? So you formed some kind of alliance because I couldn't read your consciousness when you were using that machine?"

Kerry looked at the things pointing at him from all directions and felt things were getting interesting.

"That's right. To prevent you from sticking to us like this, could you please wait here for a moment?"

Morty created distance, and while Kerry remained still, energy barriers rose up around them.

Inside the pure white but enormous space capsule, which resembled a small town, hundreds of weapons capable of annihilating stars in an instant were pointed at the Kree's location.

Barriers capable of withstanding various energies lit up from all around, or rather, they were already activated but hadn't been lit up before.

A decisive blow that left no room for resistance; before Kerry could even figure out the other party's motives, the other party unleashed hostility upon him without reservation.

Even the strongest person would likely be bewildered and helpless in the face of such a sudden situation.

He hadn't even revealed his intentions yet, and they had only been interacting normally before, so why did these two suddenly start a fight?

However, Kerry showed no sign of panic.

“You? Could it be…” Kerry’s eyes narrowed.

"So, Rick thinks he's omnipotent, but if you spend time studying Rick, you can break through all his defenses."

While you were in that world creating a new world for all life, Grandpa was diligently researching the situation.

"Since this has been going on for months, why are you continuing it in front of you? Do you really think Rick is such an incompetent person?"

Morty shrugged and explained.

Upon hearing this, Kerry's narrowed eyes slowly widened.

"Hoo hoo, so his research results are that you, the so-called Evil Morty, are actually his Morty, but you were misled in the battle and injected with the memories of Evil Morty."

He seems to have learned through some intelligence that Morty's soul is in my hands and he's not dead, which is why your preparations are so meticulous.

It seems that one of the pawns I placed in your garage to cripple your Phoenix Project has betrayed me.

"You agree, right, Cupid?"

Chapter 452 The Story That Began With Us

"Yes."

Cupid hopped and skipped to Rick's feet and turned to face Kerry.

"Because we can no longer tolerate your behavior."

You keep saying that one day we'll choose the right world and let us develop there.

But you've never trusted us; you only do this because you might need our research capabilities someday.

Even though we were willing to help you create things in the previous world, you still won't let go in this universe.

The white beast's gems shone like two red stars as it stared at Kerry without any emotion.

"I told you, I've already chosen the world for you, haven't I?" Kerry remained calm and composed. Faced with the overwhelming array of weapons, various devices that suppressed his soul, magnetic fields, timelines, and mental power fixed all his abilities within his body.

But he acted as if none of these things existed.

“You never keep your promises,” Cupid replied calmly.

"Huh?" Kerry was amused by Cupid's sudden remark.

“So you’re in a hurry right now.” Kerry fiddled with his fingers.

“That’s right, we’re in a hurry. You say you trust us and will help us, but when we first met after our world was destroyed, you put most of our bodies into a space next to you that we couldn’t sense.”

Aside from sealing the remaining one within a pile of iron sand in your own world using electromagnetic force, only allow the two bodies that follow you to move around.

We've had enough of your constant deception.

Moreover, we obtained this information from your chat with Yukari Yakumo. Although we don't know the specific conditions, it seems that you are about to become the group owner of the chat group.

And your strength is also increasing time and time again in a way that we cannot perceive. Our only chance is to gamble that after you receive an enhancement, you will not be able to enhance yourself again for a period of time, and to find an ally who can provide us with materials and assistance.

Even if 1000 years have passed in the past, there may be another enhancement, and we have no choice but to accept it.

Your inexplicable speed of self-improvement is simply too fast.

One day you will no longer need us, and that will be the day our race is wiped out.

Once you become the group admin, we won't even have a chance to resist. We absolutely will not allow you to kick us out of the group chat at any time. We will not let go of this last chance you have given us.

So when you ordered me to infiltrate his garage, I chose to confront them directly, asking him to travel to your universe when you created it, to observe and study your new power.

We just want to survive.

Kyubey looked up at Kerry, even though he hadn't reached the danger level of Kyubey's old chat group.

But Cupid sensed the trouble and difficulty and did everything he could to create the current situation.

"He really does like to find justifications for what he does, just as always."

So how exactly do you see me? Isn't it possible that I'm actually quite protective of anyone who's willing to bow down to me? Kerry spread his hands indifferently.

"We look at you as we used to look at ourselves."

However, we are a civilization that has developed and maintained the stability of our world, while you seem more like a strange law that arose naturally from the multiverse. Everything you do is completely contrary to our understanding of humanity; you are like a puppet that pretends to have feelings but actually has none.

It seems that Cupid was using this opportunity to convey a message to the other two people around him, and he was particularly talkative this time.

Then Kerry turned to Rick and Morty.

"And what about you?"

“You’ve kidnapped me. We just don’t want to work for you, and we don’t want you to bother our lives like a piece of chewing gum.”

Morty spoke.

"It wasn't until I put on the equipment and connected with Rick telepathically that I realized the truth of the matter."

Even you, someone who manipulates souls to the point of creating worlds, can't see any signs that my soul has been modified. I'm not like Rick who has already added a bunch of modifications to myself.

Then there's only one possibility: he's right, I am Morty from the P world, Rick P's grandson, and all the adventures I had with this old guy were real.

After all, just as I said, what makes someone powerful is their way of thinking and a sufficient amount of knowledge. All Mortys are essentially the same.

However, we don't want to mess with your chat group or the guy who destroyed Jacket Rick, so we won't kill you, even though that little white animal over there keeps saying it's okay. We absolutely don't want to take that risk.

"Can you please stop talking like that? You're my grandson!"

Listening to Morty's long-winded explanation, Rick next to him became a little unhappy and grabbed Morty's shoulders, shaking him violently.

"Heh! But you're right!" Rick's expression then twisted as he looked at Kerry, ignoring the drool dripping from his mouth.

"This is an adventure! One of the most annoying guys Rick has ever encountered in his life is in the top 10! And now he's trying to force his great-grandfather Rick to build him a machine!"

Rick, like some slacker working in Kawasaki, gave Kerry two middle fingers!

"If you were kneeling down and kowtowing to me, I might consider it, but right now you'd better stand here obediently and not move! Like a good boy! This is the price you pay for coming into my garage without permission! Do you like it?"

Seemingly because they had found Morty, this old man, who had previously been acting like he was neither alive nor dead, suddenly became unusually excited.

"You just need to wait here until we finish making a device that can be detonated outside the world and destroy several universes at once. Then each of you will have a remote control."

You bypass our world and go to other worlds to be your savior.

Rick and I went off to pursue our own lives, and that little white-haired animal found a secluded corner of the universe where nobody cared about to develop and survive.

We will never see each other again.

Then all you have to do is disrupt our lives, and we'll detonate. It's that simple, understand?

Morty stared at Kerry, but Rick had already turned to examine the machine.