Rick and Morty: My Grandfather is Rick?

Old Ke: "..."

His hands froze, his expression went blank, his mouth opened slightly, and the flask in his right hand looked like it was about to smash Morty's forehead at any moment.

The two men stared at each other for four or five seconds.

The smell of almost burnt herbs made Old Ke immediately lower his head and look at the flask. He spoke quickly as he tried to catch up with the progress.

"Damn it! Which step? If you want something personalized, tell me first!"

"If you don't tell me, won't I just enhance you according to the power system of the Klein type?"

"Hey! Hey! Don't talk! Just hearing you speak makes me feel like my blood vessels are about to explode!"

Let me put it more bluntly!

"Our Cthulhu system's combat power focuses more on the non-material aspect, because material things are just a pretty shell to us!"

"Given the limits of your body and soul, the potion I'm preparing for you will only have a secondary effect on strengthening your physical body."

"The real enhancement lies in your non-material form."

"In other words, your consciousness can now leave your body and is no longer bound by this physical form. Moreover, you no longer need to learn Cthulhu's power, because you can observe and learn about the origin of power in this world from another perspective."

"Even when the body suffers a fatal injury, you can still live on in another form."

"That's right! Congratulations! You are now considered a half-Old One!"

Morty: "..."

Find a top expert to enhance your body.

The result was that he was strengthened to the point of becoming a half-Old One...

Moty, with mixed feelings, didn't know whether he should cheer or tell Old K to stop...

Because after thinking it over from left to right, it seems like I haven't lost out, but it also seems like I've lost out a little.

If my body is strong enough to be indestructible, then what do I need this non-material enhancement for?

But thinking about it carefully, having a second form doesn't seem like a bad deal after all...

You can also observe the origin of the universe and learn how to utilize its energy.

But if that happens, Grandpa will probably scold me to death...

Rick's grandson doesn't play with technology, but he can tolerate him enhancing his physical body, since it's related to human enhancement technology.

As a result, I went even further.

Take the path of a great mage...

"Morty! It's ready! Drink it while it's hot!"

"okay!"

Morty was looking down and hesitating when he took a bottle from his hand and instinctively drank it down.

After taking a sip, I realized I had already drunk it...

Chapter 097 New Changes

"Jesus! My body! Holy crap!!! It's liquefied! It's liquefied!!!"

"Damn it! Old Ke! What's wrong with you... wait, is this a normal reaction?"

"Damn it! You should at least say something to me first!"

Sitting in his chair, Morty looked at his legs, which were liquefying, and thought that if Old K went to work as a salesman at any company...

Based on his sales attitude of not asking questions and not offering much explanation, I can tell you that he's a good customer.

Either the boss pins you to the ground and beats you, or customers spit on your face.

Pooh!

You come up with such an amazing thing, but before I could even decide whether to use it, I just drank it down without thinking. Oh well!

After all, this is my own fault!

But you watched me drink it, can't you hurry up and give me some important information?

Such an important detail as body liquefaction.

You didn't even tell me beforehand!

Seeing that the liquefaction had spread to his abdomen, Morty raised his right hand and gave Old Man K the middle finger.

Then, Morty, like water overflowing from a sink, completely slid down the chair and turned into a yellowish pool of liquid on the floor.

Old Ke saw that Morty had completely liquefied, and he hummed a little tune as he walked towards the living room.

Because the new episode of "Desperate Househusband" is about to premiere today, I can't miss it.

As for Morty!

Let him discover the wonders of this universe's rules for himself.

Ultimately, whether he chooses the path of the Great Old Ones or embarks on another path with infinite possibilities depends on his own choice.

However, based on his own assessment of Moty...

This usually very steady young man would certainly not choose the second, more perilous path, but rather the more secure path of the Great Old Ones.

After all, as a half-Great Old One, if a hierarchical system exists on a non-material level...

Calculated according to the eleven-level system.

The Great Old Ones have reached the ninth level, a level that is infinitely close to godhood.

As long as we don't face any weapons capable of killing non-material divine beings, or anything that could simply blow up the entire universe.

The power of us Great Old Ones would be top-tier in any universe!

After inwardly praising himself for how powerful we Great Old Ones are, Old K plopped down on the sofa, humming a tune leisurely, and picked up the remote control from the coffee table.

I randomly switched between a few channels.

Old Cthulhu, his right hand frozen, stared at the Cthulhu news channel in front of him, rubbing his eyes in disbelief.

Where did this... this thing come from?

Cthulhu News Channel?

Why does such a thing exist?

How come I've never seen this before?

Thinking of his grandfather's old Cthulhu, he switched channels several more times, seeing not only Cthulhu Netflix, but also Cthulhu Disney, and even Cthulhu TV...

What is this garbage...?

Cthulhu actually established a nation?

tui!

A disgrace to the Kremlin!

However, these diverse Cthulhu-themed shows, with their alluring novelty, seem to possess a kind of magic.

While Old Ke was angrily switching channels, his eyes remained fixed on the screen.

When he saw the Cthulhu.p site.

Clang~

This! This! This is so exciting!

While Old Ke was eagerly learning new knowledge, Morty was also in a wonderful state of learning new knowledge.

The completely liquefied body seemed to have been freed from some kind of shackles.

This made Morty's world completely different.

Apart from black and white, all the objects are reduced to intricate lines and various surfaces.

Morty leaned forward, reaching for a broom, but as the lines of the person and the object touched, his subconscious urge to grab it caused the two lines to stick together.

"Holy crap! How did this thing get stuck?!"

"That's fucking outrageous!"

Morty tried to shake it off, but it was like it was coated with 250 glue; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it, and it stuck firmly to his hand.

Ultimately, for reasons unknown, Morty withdrew from that strange perspective.

As for the broom in his hand...

Ok?

Is this a non-material entity?

Morty looked at the broom placed in the corner, then at the broom in his hand.

With a little force, Morty crushed the broom handle in his hand on the spot, scattering fragments all over the ground, but even so...

This broom, which resembles a ghost in form, did not disappear.

Completely baffled, Morty, carrying two brooms, heard the noise coming from the living room. He pushed open the door and saw Old Ke looking at the screen with an excited expression.

"Old Ke, I just..."

"Shh!"

"There's something wrong with the broom I'm holding..."

"Shhh!!"

"I..."

"Shhh!!!"

"Stop booing me like that!!!"

After being shushed a few times by Old Ke, Morty became a little impatient. He glared at Old Ke and prepared to come up and have a proper discussion with him about some issues.

But when he caught a glimpse of two octopuses out of the corner of his eye, he stopped and shifted his gaze to the left.