Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

This AI is the only one that's sharp-tongued.

In retrospect, forcing people to tell the truth was indeed one of Grandpa's little tricks.

And now, he's revealing all the things he didn't know at once.

[So much happened behind the scenes of Pokémon Show Season 5...]

[Are they trying to drive C137 insane?]

Wait... who are they?

Morty narrowed his eyes and took an energy spear down from the wall. This was a trophy he had obtained after strongly urging his grandfather to go to the Predator Hunter world.

Yes, a modified Swiss version.

With a firing rate of 200 rounds per second, it's fast enough to penetrate the deck of a modern aircraft carrier in just two seconds!

Even if it's Grandpa's underground base.

Knowing where the AI's core is located, it would only take me about ten seconds to destroy it.

As for whether this thing will escape through the internet cable and flee for its life in this universe?

His submissive attitude when threatened by Kerry proves one thing.

To put it simply...

If a top-tier AI like AI Rick tries to escape via a network cable, it's like trying to play the Battlefield series on an integrated graphics card.

The resources he stored alone, if he wanted to move them, would be enough to cause the global internet to freeze for three days.

As for his own physical body, that will take even longer.

That's why we saw Morty suddenly pull out a gun.

AI Rick sensed something was wrong. His computing system began calculating various possibilities. By comparing Morty's behavior over the past six months, he felt that Morty might be planning to kill him...

"Wait! What are you trying to do! What's in it for you if you ruin me?"

"No, I was just trying to scare you because I wanted to know who they were."

"What about them?"

"Those who want to drive C137 insane!"

"I... just for this??? Don't you know that even that idiot who committed suicide was involved in this?"

Upon hearing that his grandfather had also joined in, Morty immediately recalled his memories.

Even after all his memories have been filled in, Morty discovers that he still doesn't know what AI Rick was saying.

So Grandpa probably never told me about this.

And that's when the problem arises.

Since C137 is the strongest, why are you trying to drive him crazy?

If this thing goes berserk and destroys even the farthest universe, can you afford the cost?

"All the Ricks trapped in the finite central curve, with very few exceptions, absolutely hate C137!!!"

Upon hearing the term 'limited central curve,' Morty keenly sensed that its underlying meaning might be extraordinary.

So he asked a more in-depth question.

When AI Rick explained the uses of the finite central curve, Morty was stunned by this crazy idea.

Since there are infinite universes, there must be Ricks stronger than C137, otherwise C137's fighting power would truly be the ceiling of the infinite universe.

He certainly wouldn't need to build this thing.

So he built it, trapping Rick, who was weaker than him, inside the wall, while keeping Rick, who was stronger than him, outside.

"This...this is the truth?"

"The truth that drove C137 mad?"

Morty's repeated confirmations made AI Rick a little impatient.

Can we please stop treating such an ordinary thing as something shocking?

Although Ruicheng was built by C137, it doesn't mean that Ruicheng people really like C137!

"Huh?! Ruicheng was built by C137?"

Hearing yet another piece of knowledge he didn't know, Morty thought he should go up to find Rick later and try to get more juicy information from this AI Rick who had a very strong desire to express himself.

So, one kept asking questions, and the other, because of the truth code, had no choice but to tell the other everything he knew.

The two struggled for three hours.

Satisfied, Morty finally let AI Rick go.

After glancing at the current time, Morty took out the teleportation gun and opened a portal at the preset coordinates.

I'd just stepped halfway in.

A team of Rick's commandos suddenly attacked from the shadows!

These armed forces belonging to Ruicheng are basically top-tier elite fighters!

Their purpose is to eliminate all threats to Ruicheng!

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"Look how surprised and incredulous Morty is. Does he think his pitiful little bit of cleverness can fool us?"

"Hahaha! This idiot! Does he think we don't know he's coming back?"

"Ugh! Morty will never be smart. Even though he's the most special Morty right now, he's still completely helpless against Rick."

Morty, captured by the Ruicheng commando team, was bound hand and foot and thrown on the ground, forced to listen to these guys' sarcastic remarks.

But these commandos didn't seem to be in a hurry to bring him back to Ruicheng.

Instead, he picked up the teleportation gun left by his grandfather and began to study it.

It seemed he was trying to figure out what the teleportation gun had left for him.

[It's truly a case of everyone scheming...]

Having exhausted all other options, Morty pinned his hopes on Kerry, hoping he could step in at the crucial moment and save him.

But as time went on, Kerry didn't show up. Instead, AI Rick, embellishing the story, revealed some details.

What? This grandfather and grandson have a little plan.

Or, for example, let's just kill him!

In short, AI Rick is now willing to pay any price to return to Ruicheng.

Unfortunately, this attempt to curry favor was like throwing a flirtatious glance at a blind man to Rick's commando team.

AI, which is a divine artifact in the eyes of any time traveler, even Morty himself, is seen as such by this group of old Ricks.

It's practically the kind of stuff you'd find at a roadside stall.

Is it difficult to create an AI?

If I want AI, I can just build seven or eight right now and let them play AI vs. AI games.

Therefore, despite AI's best efforts to present itself, it is destined to fail to gain the attention of these people.

After the teleportation gun was finally studied, the commando team discovered Grandpa's pre-stored coordinates.

"Ha! This guy really did have a backup plan!"

"So, should we take him back to report first, and then go over there, or should we get everything done in one go?"

"Of course it has to be a one-time thing! It's too much trouble to run back and forth!"

So Morty was captured by a commando team, and the group stepped through the portal into the coordinate universe left by Grandpa.

Upon entering this place.

Morty was stunned by the world before him.

He traveled to countless universes with his grandfather and witnessed all sorts of grand scenes, from ancient wars involving tens of millions of people to the world of extremely fantastical paintings.

But none of that compares to what I see right now.

Within a boundless, dark world, on a circular silver platform spanning thousands of miles in length and width, stand 80,000 five-clawed golden dragon stone pillars. Each pillar has a piece of ice suspended on it, and within each piece of ice resides a strange and wondrous creature.

"Where is this place?"

"I've been to 50,000 universes, but I've never seen one like this."

"Something's strange. Everyone, be careful. If anything seems amiss, kill them first."

Rick's commando team, who had never seen such a scene before, no longer had the relaxed expressions they had before; instead, their faces were filled with vigilance.

As Morty, being held by the back of his collar, floated forward with Rick's commando team, he felt a sense of familiarity with the scene before him after his initial shock.

But I really can't remember why it looks familiar.

[Are there still memories I haven't filled in?]

[That shouldn't be the case. My memories aren't some valuable item; one memory storage room is enough. Why make so many layers?]

[Fuck! Grandpa's a real mastermind, his tricks are endless!]

The group floated down to the ground.

The entire platform flashed with a golden light.

The next second, an energy barrier rose from the edge of the platform, enveloping the entire platform before any Rick could react.

"How cliché..."

Rick grumbled disdainfully, saying that the person who designed this thing was probably a little bit crazy.

Locking a bunch of Ricks in one place?

You probably don't know how the word "death" is written!

When our group gets together, we can build fireworks as big as you want to see.