Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

"Hmmmm, very strange. You don't exist in any department's database, and you claim to be from Colorado, carrying a bank card with someone else's name on it. You don't look like aliens, but you also seem like ordinary people, holding US dollars..."

"These problems aren't that big of a deal. After all, this is New York, where you can find all sorts of strange people. It's actually quite normal for people like you with unknown origins to be here..."

"Could you please explain why that strange armored man who jumped out just now triggered the S.H.I.E.L.D. detection system?"

The SHIELD Rapid Response Team is the fastest-deploying team under S.H.I.E.L.D., led by Captain America and Black Widow as captain and vice-captain, respectively.

With S.H.I.E.L.D.'s global delivery speed, even the location furthest from S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters can be delivered within half an hour.

So, a murder on the streets of New York, which was not committed by the NYPD but by the S.H.I.E.L.D. Quick Response Team, and which even mobilized Captain America and Black Widow at the same time, must not be a simple matter.

The emergence of Khorne, and its connection to Morty, triggered detectors of all sizes throughout New York City. Among them, the S.H.I.E.L.D. detectors detected it immediately and dispatched Captain America and others.

"You mean divine fluctuations? Do such things really exist?"

Morty held Captain America's tablet, looking at the numbers and curves displayed on the screen.

Its own red curve almost overlaps with the standard divine fluctuation curve, except that it does not reach such a high peak value.

Morty guessed that this must be a real battle between himself and someone else, which was why the score was lower.

However, everything that was supposed to match up has already matched up.

"So, would you mind coming back with us to investigate?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has decades of experience hosting outsiders like you. As long as you don't pose a threat to us, New York's doors will always be open to our guests."

Captain America spoke very politely, largely because Morty and Sammy looked like children.

"By the way, have you finished the Battle of New York?"

Having thought of something, Morty asked a question, and after receiving a positive answer, he basically understood.

The Loki rampage in New York is over.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has certainly come to regard the gods as one of the greatest threats.

Although I am only half an Old One, I am still a demigod!

What Morty didn't expect was that, regardless of the universe, the fluctuations caused by the gods were all of the same type...

This is outrageous.

Did the Creator slack off?

Unable to come up with an answer, Morty noticed that Captain America and the others seemed eager for his confirmation. Having only come to New York to relax, he expressed his willingness to cooperate with the investigation, but he had a few requests.

"you say"

"I need an agent to accompany me around New York for the next few days, eating and drinking my way through the city."

"no problem!"

"It would be even better if Iron Man were with us, because he seems to know a lot about this."

"Um... Tony's reputation has already reached your kind of people? Damn! I need to work even harder! As for your request, I can ask him, if he's willing to accompany you..."

"My final request is that the upcoming survey be less impersonal. I hope the person conducting it will be approachable and make the process feel like having afternoon tea with a friend under the warm sun, so that when I look up at the stars at a 45-degree angle after I leave, I can still think of this friend."

Captain America: "..."

Black Widow: "..."

S.H.I.E.L.D. Quick Response Team: "..."

If it weren't for his established persona, Captain America would really like to take off his mask, take this little brat to a dark corner, and have a good talk with him about the right values ​​in life.

Even the most sophisticated intelligence organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. couldn't possibly create a warm and friendly atmosphere during an investigation, like chatting with friends over tea under the warm sun... There seems to be one person who could, but sadly, he seems to be deceased...

Thinking of a certain Mediterranean agent who, despite his age, had amassed a huge collection of superhero cards, Captain America's expression turned somewhat melancholic.

The enemy's death paved the way for the Avengers.

"Ugh!"

"Let's go?"

"it is good!"

Morty agreed to leave, and Captain America and the others immediately arranged a route to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. As for the dead black guy?

Nobody cares!

The garbage from Hell's Kitchen deserves to die!

Not long after the group left in a grand procession, a burly, fat man, with an agility that seemed disproportionate to his size, emerged from an alley a few hundred meters away.

In fact, Kingpin, the underworld emperor and local tyrant of Hell's Kitchen, is the true ruler of the place.

No matter what the slightest movement is, it cannot be hidden from him.

So he was faster than S.H.I.E.L.D.

Having seen the video recorded on his subordinate's phone, he dared not provoke the guy who could conjure up a strange armored man without even raising his hand.

Be careful and discreet, make money secretly, avoid fighting unless necessary, and if you want to kill someone, go all out.

That is Kingpin's survival rule.

But this didn't stop him; he sold the information layer by layer.

There are always some dangerous individuals who have a very strong interest in mysteriously appearing figures...

While New York returned to peace, the Ancient One, far away atop a snow-capped mountain, was suffering the greatest torment of her life.

What is Dormammu, who likes to hide in multidimensional space?

The relationship problems of this couple in front of him are the biggest challenge of his life!

The Ancient One had lived for hundreds of years and had never seen such torment as that inflicted by this couple.

"Fuck! Jerry, you loser! You're such a coward, as small as an ant! Morty has brought you before a master, can't you even try a little harder, even just a tiny bit?!"

"I was wrong, I was wrong, Beth, I was wrong..."

"I don't want to hear your misunderstandings! I want something practical! Practical, you understand? Take action! Don't cower in my arms at the sound of gunfire! Don't push your wife out of danger! Don't do this! Don't do that! I don't want anything! I just want a normal man!"

"Beth, Beth, it's my fault, I was wrong, I definitely need to pull myself together."

Looking at the endless cycle of cursing and apologizing in front of her, the Ancient One, completely numb, suddenly felt that the world was not worth living.

What I risked my life to protect turned out to be nothing but a bunch of junk?

She felt that she couldn't see any human kindness or beauty in the two of them, only... the kind of snake rings biting each other's tails!

That's right! Snake rings!

Chapter 215 Going to Find Tony

Inside the 21st floor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Morty sat comfortably on a sofa, sipping a warm cup of black tea while talking to the person sitting opposite him...

The most approachable people in the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. were chatting...

"Chief Fury, am I worth your personal intervention?"

This one-eyed chief, with his signature poker face, stared expressionlessly at Morty, every word he uttered seemingly a product of cold rationality after deep thought.

"Of course, New York is still rebuilding, and we can't afford the cost of yet another mysterious deity causing destruction here."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I didn't intend to cause any damage, I'm just a visitor here."

"A passerby... I believe that as long as you cooperate, you are indeed just a passerby here, and we will not have any conflict."

After a few sentences that Morty had no idea how to continue, he finished speaking.

Silence fell again in the small reception room.

The silence was broken when Captain America entered the room.

"Based on his behavior and what he's done over the past few days, we've basically determined that he likely came from East Asia, then took a plane straight to New York."

When Captain America said this, he didn't try to hide anything from Morty; his attitude was more like, "You should also listen to this report."

However, when Captain America opened the door, Morty still saw the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents outside, standing in the hallway, ready to pounce at any moment.

In this way, Captain America, like a subordinate, came to Fury to report on his work, and everything suddenly became normal.

After all, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. was here, sharing a room with someone of unknown origin who could trigger the divine detection system.

If I suddenly attacked and killed Fury, this would be a huge problem.

Therefore, all the necessary safeguards outside the door are in place.

"Alright, you can go now. But before you leave, take this phone. I won't hide it from you; it contains tracking software that will continuously record your movements. It also includes the special agent you need to accompany you. I've chosen a shrewd and capable person to handle this."

After listening to Morty's account, it was clear that he hadn't caused any trouble along the way. On the contrary, if he encountered any unexpected situations on the road and couldn't avoid them, he would step in to resolve the problems.

There were almost no signs of wrongdoing.

Fury felt that there was no need for him to keep Morty there any longer.

Furthermore, S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't have the ability to imprison gods; only by bringing in superheroes can they control Morty.

So instead of wearing down the other person's patience and making them dislike this place.

Let's just let him go and see what he does next.

If things don't look right, then call and get more people.

"Alright, we can finally go. If we stay any longer, it'll get dark. I've heard that New York City's nights are especially exciting, and I don't want to miss out on its nightly traditions."

Morty stood up, making sarcastic remarks about the safety of New York City as he walked towards the door.

Before he could even reach the door, a man in a suit with short, dark blond hair walked in. He was strong and powerful, with sharp eyes like an eagle.

"Agent Clint Barton will be in charge of your security from now on."

Upon hearing that the visitor was Hawkeye, they realized that the visitor was Hawkeye.

Having arrived here and already met several superheroes, and even some unknown, low-level heroes, Morty's interest in superheroes themselves has greatly diminished.

Now, the only things that can attract his interest in superheroes, besides female superheroes, are superhero battles and superhero-style kneeling landings.

"Shall we go?" Morty asked.

Hawkeye nodded, and following behind Morty, he quickly gave Director Fury a helpless look.