Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

But beneath that face radiating maternal love, the words she uttered were incredibly heartbreaking...

"If you walk two kilometers east, you should be able to find Quinn. Grandpa finally managed to get her to let you meet, so don't waste the opportunity. Get things sorted out quickly, and I'll make you your favorite hot dry noodles."

Morty: "..."

Two kilometers to the east?!

You mean, given that I'm only two kilometers east of Quinn, Grandpa actually gave me a Death Crystal?!

Morty, who gasped in shock, looked at his beloved mother and left almost at a jog after saying those words.

My heart is completely broken!

It's ice-cold! The kind that's ice-cold!

However, the kaleidoscopic manner of death that appeared before his eyes left Morty with no time to mentally criticize them.

Because he saw himself... being stabbed to death, drowned, crushed to death, kicked to death, fed a ton of stimulants and thrown into a pile of sows, and a series of increasingly outrageous ways to die...

And the person who killed him?

It was Quinn!

However, there is a detail here: almost nothing else Jerry does.

From this, Morty can deduce that the number of Jerrys his grandfather actually killed was definitely more than what he said in Mr. Morty's office.

How brutal must the killing have been...?

Morty glanced down at the Death Crystal in his hand, sighed, and continued walking eastward, constantly disturbed by the billions of ways he could see himself die with each step he took.

After walking for about half an hour, Morty, who was already numb from looking around, finally saw the girl standing on the thick roots of an ancient tree forty meters tall at the entrance of a valley.

She's grown up so fast...

Several months had passed, and Quinn had grown from a little girl into a young woman, or rather, for a half-Old One, she could have any appearance she wanted.

So that's why Morty can see a bit of Tzeentch in her, right?

Quinn is starting to resemble Tzeentch a bit...

"After hiding for months, you've finally decided to show yourself?"

The cold voice interrupted Morty's observation. He nodded heavily. Apart from Quinn in the very center, his field of vision was filled with countless different ways of dying.

This means that I am still in a perilous situation with no chance of survival.

There wasn't a single sign of life...that's terrifying!

As Morty tried to find a solution by changing his thoughts, Quinn's expression gradually darkened.

Since she lives in a multiverse, she has naturally heard of the famous Death Crystal, a crystal that allows one to foresee their own death and is the most expensive and rarest mineral in all the universes.

Coincidentally... she also had one.

Provided by C137 Jerry!

Well, this jinx recruited by the Jerry Council directly caused half of the council's members to be taken away by Ricks from their respective universes within a single day, while the other half? They were sent back to the enhanced version of the Jerry Daycare Center.

Originally, Rick and his friends had no intention of paying any attention to the Loser Jerry Council, and even the Ruicheng TV station was too lazy to follow this council created by these losers.

Even if your Jerry Field is really awesome, and you even managed to downgrade the tech tree and destroy all the high-tech tricks, what's the use?

If Beth simply maintains a docile demeanor and waves her hand, she can easily handle half the group...

However, all of this is irrelevant to the current situation.

Because Quinn also saw her own death... The one who killed her was Morty!

Chapter 584 What are you trying to do?

"Two death crystals? Jesus! If both of them can see how they die, then what will happen next... Oh no! This is really terrible!"

In the C167 universe.

Back home after being away for many months, P850 Beth learned that Morty and Quinn had each a Death Crystal. She exclaimed that things were definitely going to get really, really, really bad, and absolutely terrible!

Two people who can see how they are going to die?

Jesus!

I can see the most likely way I'll die, and you can see the most likely way you'll die. If a fight breaks out like this...

I anticipated that you had a certain probability of finding a way to kill me, but you also anticipated that I would find a way to kill you...

They could practically do nothing and just stand there for seven days and seven nights.

Besides trying to take the crystal from the other party, we also need to eliminate any possibility of them knowing the future.

Is there any other way?

But the grandfather who told her the truth was just reclining on the small sofa, leisurely sipping his wine. When she asked what would happen next, he turned to the two Jerrys and asked, "This is one of your few chances to prove yourselves. Who wants to stand up for Jerry in front of Beth?"

“I don’t need to. I could never look any Beth in the eye.” C167 Jerry, who was walking to the kitchen to check if there was any beer in the refrigerator, indicated without turning his head that he had absolutely no interest in such things.

Leaving behind a silhouette full of stories.

Just because he's not interested doesn't mean the other Jerry isn't.

Jerry, who has always been at the bottom of the family's social hierarchy, finally got this opportunity, so why wouldn't he try to show off?

He cleared his throat, his brows furrowed slightly, and a pair of glasses, which he seemed to have pulled out from somewhere, were placed on his nose. He stood up straight, his belly... After months of running around and acting as a human shield, he had lost about 30 pounds, but then he ate and drank to his heart's content and gained back to about 40 pounds.

In short, Jerry, who had gained ten pounds since a few months ago, had a glint of 'wisdom' in his eyes, and then began to teach P850 Beth, whose body was already an adult but whose mind was still that of a little girl.

"First of all, you need to know that killing Quinn wouldn't be difficult for Rick at all. With the Galactic Empire's technological accumulation, some weapons targeting Cthulhu creatures have already been developed."

"But Rick didn't kill Quinn because doing so would definitely drive Morty insane. So for the past few months, besides killing off some particularly strong Jerrys, he's been calling other Ricks, telling them to come and pick up their own Jerrys."

Jerry paused here, because something felt off. He was Jerry, and those guys were Jerry too. Jerry was saying that Rick killed him...

Jesus!

No wonder Rick and his friends always address each other by their assigned number when they meet another version of themselves.

Having finally figured something out, Jerry stopped wasting words and directly stated that when C137 Jerry was coerced into participating in the Jerry Council, this suddenly emerging organization was destined to decline.

Within a limited central curve, the C137 represents the ceiling of combat effectiveness.

As for the Death Crystal that C137 Jerry was carrying, who was secretly behind all of this? Those who know, know; those who don't, no amount of explanation will help.

Such a rare and precious item would not be treated as a mere broken rock by C137; it would certainly be placed in his underground base.

A certain old scoundrel went to someone's underground base last time, and not only did he steal a lot of good stuff, but he also figured out some 'lock-picking' techniques.

In short, it was no accident that the Death Crystal ended up in Quinn's hands.

Now that both of them have death crystals, they can see how the other killed them. So they should either not take action, or they should calmly communicate and resolve the issue.

"Oh, I see! You're so smart!"

After receiving a genuine compliment from P850 Beth, who spoke of Jerry until his throat was dry, he immediately felt that his explanation had indeed been worthwhile.

Just as he was about to give Beth (P850) a familiar, loving hug...

Jerry felt... the sky suddenly darken!

But this wasn't a sudden dark cloud obscuring the sun, or an impending storm; rather, it was silence! Veins bulging! The old father, his eyes filled with murderous intent, used his ruthless iron hand to stand between the two, protecting his little darling!

You son of a bitch, Jerry!

It wasn't enough that you ruined one Beth, you also want to ruin my Beth?!

Have you gotten a little too cocky lately?

Do you want me to use a skinning knife to precisely cut open the connecting tissue between the skin and muscle, make a small hole, blow into it, and finally peel off a completely undamaged piece of skin?

Grandpa was unhappy, and naturally, Beth was unhappy too.

She was clearly the lady of the house, but ever since P850 arrived, she had to take a back seat, because P850 was the real daughter.

Ok!

Originally, Beth didn't want to argue about who was better or worse in this kind of thing, since there was no way to argue about it anyway.

But that jerk Jerry! What is he trying to do?!

You actually opened your arms?

Do you want to give her a hug, treat her like your wife, and then dump me?

Jesus!

I think you're tired of living!

Suddenly, two people in the family got angry. In other normal families, this would just be a fight, but in this family... it often means some more unusual ways of communicating.

"I knew you'd get cocky once your 'negative state' was gone, but you didn't expect that, did you! Your negative personality is still in my hands!"

When Grandpa pulled a clear bottle out of his pocket, Jerry's face turned pale instantly, because he saw a curled-up, green, slimy Jerry inside the bottle.

This is the part of his personality that he removed!

But back then, I was on the side of Jerry's Council, and I was initiating the removal of negative statuses. So why is my negative personality here?

This guy...

"Oh? Look at his surprised little face! He doesn't even know that after the 'negative state' is removed, the negative personality doesn't disappear; it's just collected in another place!"

"Beth! Hold him down! I'm going to merge the negative personality back into him!"

Seeing that Grandpa was about to make a move, Jerry and Beth acted at the same time.

Jerry tried to escape, and Beth tried to hold him down.

But the two had only chased each other a few steps when an explosion suddenly occurred at their doorstep. The distance from the door to the stairs, as well as parts of the wall, were shattered into pieces by the violent blast!

Amidst the swirling smoke, Rick, wearing sunglasses, a striped black suit, and a purple silk shirt underneath, walked in with a smile.

The long, gray scar running from his forehead to his lips near his right eye, like an earthworm on his face, looks almost alive as his facial muscles move.

He burst through the front door, and clearly a hostile guest, asked in a mocking voice, "Where's the P850? You bastard, when you kicked me out of the curve, did you ever think I'd be back one day?"

Chapter 585 Joker Rick