Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Great! Typical of the P850 family! Full of vigilance and wariness towards outsiders!

I surrender! I give up completely! Do whatever you want, sir!

After Stein created some distance, Beth headed straight for the second floor, knowing she couldn't wake Grandpa through the door, so she had to get Morty there first.

Reaching Morty's door, Beth pushed it open, only to find her beloved youngest son...reading a book!

Holy crap!

"Holy crap?"

The two people said the same word in different tones, but expressed different meanings.

Beth felt that, given Morty's recent outrageous behavior, if she pushed open the door, she might see all sorts of strange things.

For example, those two octopus girls with shells... or maybe some kind of android... or perhaps Jessica?

But you're actually...reading a book!!!

Morty! Why are you reading this?! You're insulting all the Mortys in every parallel universe!!!

Morty, who had been caught secretly reading, was now a little flustered, because reading was considered a heinous crime in Morty's world, and an insult to all Ricks.

Is it... that I, Rick Sanchez, am not strong enough? So you need to learn some new knowledge to ensure you can use it to protect yourself in critical moments?

Or are you tired of this adventurous life? Planning to return to a normal life, go to a good university, get a good job, and have a happy and fulfilling second half of your life?

Pooh!

Don't even think about it!

This grand adventure will last forever! Forever! Without end!

So when Morty, who was secretly reading a book, was pushed open by Beth, he panicked and instinctively tried to hide the book.

But I wonder if all mothers in all universes have an almost superhuman speed when it comes to catching their teenage sons hiding something.

With quick reflexes, Beth strode forward and snatched the book from Morty's hand.

I took it and looked at it...

Wait, it's not a math textbook?

Instead, it's the "Soul Body Tactics Manual"

???

What is this?

"That bald guy who died last time, when they were collecting his body, those people thought they should give us some spoils of war. After all, they had tens of thousands of scattered alien technologies, and they were already stuffed. So they left some things for us at their doorstep, and I... Hey! What are you doing coming into my bedroom all of a sudden?"

As Morty was talking, he realized he had really brought himself into the role of a teenage boy, and when he came to his senses, he asked Beth what she was doing in his bedroom.

When it came to serious matters, Beth immediately put this matter out of her mind.

After hearing about Kerry's escape from hell and Beth's speculations about Stein, Morty got up and walked outside. The situation was still unclear, and Grandpa had to step in personally.

Furthermore, given Stein's loyalty to his grandfather, he had absolutely no reason to do anything like letting Kerry go.

So let's go! Let's find Grandpa!

Morty and Beth went downstairs together, and then took Stein to the entrance of the underground base. Not wanting to show the two of them how to enter the underground base, he could only use the emergency call doorbell at the entrance to wake up his grandfather.

A few minutes later.

The heavy iron gate finally opened, and Grandpa, reeking of alcohol and looking listless, rubbed his reddened eyes, hiccuping as he asked them irritably what they wanted from him.

Unless it's a really big problem, don't bother him right now.

If it's a really big problem, and I've just finished cleaning up my mess and now I have to clean up again, then the person who caused this trouble can just wait to be sent to some planet to shovel manure!

"Kerry has escaped."

"what?!"

Upon hearing that Kerry had escaped, Grandpa, who had been drowsy, immediately woke up.

Chapter 449 Go Kill Kerry

In the living room, Grandpa sat in the main seat, Morty sat to his right, Sammy sat to his left, and Jerry sat on the small sofa.

Standing in front of the television, Beth was recounting the entire 'little thing' that had happened, leaving out every single detail.

After Beth finished recounting her hopes to save Morty, and how she was lured by AI Rick and ended up shooting Rick in the head, etc.

Grandpa picked up a bottle of strong liquor and poured it into the empty glass in front of him. When it was about half full, he took out a small metal box from the pocket of his lab coat.

Push open the sliding cover, take out a small pill that was half red and half white, and throw it in.

Morty, who had never seen his grandfather take out medicine before, curiously leaned closer, only to be slapped back by his grandfather the next second.

"A half-Cthulhu creature, don't get too close! You might get poisoned!"

"This thing can poison the Great Old Ones?"

"So you really have to ignore 'half'?"

As everyone watched, the pill slowly dissolved in the amber-colored liquid, making the liquid even darker than before.

Grandpa handed the glass of wine to Beth.

While she slowly drank it, Grandpa explained the effects of the medicine.

If you expect to be able to tear apart an Old One with your bare hands after drinking it, that's basically wishful thinking. After all, no matter how useless they are, they are still Old Gods. How could a mortal like you kill them by drinking some drug with unknown ingredients?

Fortunately, the guy they were going to deal with wasn't an Old One, but Cthulhuric, who, like Morty now, was a hybrid of half Old Ones.

Therefore, in terms of efficacy, this drug can make the person who takes it invisible to the Great Old Ones. Unless the Great Old Ones use the structure of human eyes to observe, Beth can remain invisible even if she stands ten meters in front of them.

After doing all this, Grandpa picked up the bottle, took a sip, and then headed towards the underground base.

His departure left everyone completely bewildered.

Wait a minute! You think giving me medicine is enough? What's next? How are you going to deal with Kerry after that?

In response to Morty's question, Grandpa stopped, his face unusually showing a cruel yet expectant expression. He said to him, "I remember you talking a lot about Dark Morty, how powerful and intelligent he is, but I always remember one thing you said."

"Believe me, if I wanted to be bad, you could only be my little brother, you know?"

When Grandpa said those words—words that he had only spoken once when only he and Dark Morty were present—Motty felt a chill run down his spine.

How...how could he have known...?

"You don't need to know how I know. There aren't just you and him as special Ricks and special Mortys in this world. Some special individuals have abilities beyond your imagination."

"How can you stand before Rick if you haven't killed him with your own hands?"

At this point, Grandpa suddenly tossed the last bit of wine in his hand into the trash can, then turned around and continued walking toward the garage, leaving behind a final sentence that, even after disappearing, seemed to echo in everyone's hearts.

"Life is a bitch. She never gives you a chance to prepare. She just jumps in front of you and tries to slap you. You either take it or you fight back. There is never a third way in life. You either keep going or you get out of the way!"

boom!

After the garage door was slammed shut, Grandpa pushed it open again and warned everyone in a tone that said, "Whoever messes with me will die."

Unless C137, C167, She-Rick, or the Galactic Empire attack us.

Even if Azathoth wakes up, don't disturb his sleep!

Morty: "Grandpa, don't make any rash predictions at a time like this... I'm less than two meters away from Jerry right now..."

Grandpa: "I don't care!"

This old man, who usually loves to join in on most lively events, surprisingly chose to go back to sleep today.

Morty's doubts about the four-layer IQ lock were magnified several times over.

Logically speaking, doing two things together shouldn't have taken up too many of Grandpa's brain cells, so why does he look like he's completely sleepy?

Perhaps the truth...

[Did that old bastard do other things while he was at it?]

While others plan one step at a time, he plans one hundred steps at a time. That explains his sleepy appearance perfectly...

I'm guessing that Grandpa has already made some preparations for what's to come.

Already excited, Morty immediately began preparing to kill Rick.

The first time Morty killed Rick, even if it was Cthulhu Rick, it made his heart race and his brain so excited that it was working inefficiently.

He knew that in order to avoid being exposed in front of his grandfather, he tried his best to act like Morty in all kinds of situations until the character was completely integrated into his life, which made him unable to have much of a desire to kill Rick and the others.

So killing Rick now means that the 'Motty' character he's been embodying is about to undergo a new transformation.

As for what the outcome would be, he didn't know.

But he knew that when a Morty killed a Rick, it meant he was no longer anyone's Morty; he was himself! No longer an accessory or a figurehead!

Grandpa was aware of this, but he allowed himself to do it!

"Transformation..."

Morty, feeling that he had indeed stagnated for some time and that it was time to move forward again, took a deep breath and looked at Beth.

Now that Kerry has returned, his primary goal, besides finding his family, must be to seek revenge on Beth.

I wouldn't use Beth as bait myself.

He wasn't the grandfather, so naturally he wouldn't do what the grandfather would do. He wanted to find this guy before Kerry found Beth.

Then nip all crises in the bud.

To track it down, one must first know how Kerry escaped and borrow a hunting dog with exceptional tracking abilities.

"Stein, tell me, how exactly did that guy escape?"

"it is good!"

Over the next few minutes, Stein recounted, bit by bit, Kerry's escape and his speculations about the situation.

First of all, the non-material realm of C167 is not just hell; it also includes heaven, as can be seen from the identities of the employees in the non-material realm management center.

There are both demons and angels.

The mystery surrounding Kerry's escape lies with the angel. When Stein heard the alarm, put down his drink, and rushed outside, he saw an angel with wings disappear before his eyes at the speed of light.