The Death Knell

The top of the mountain was bare in the scorching sun. Someone surrounded a stone circle with stones. At this time, another Rick, wearing a white sheet, was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the circle.

Around him, Mortys were also dressed in the same way. They all turned pale, but they all had contented smiles.

"You came?"

Even if he didn't open his eyes, Rick noticed Morty's arrival. He called the boy's name in a gentle voice, like a spring breeze.

"I shouldn't have come."

At this moment Morty has already discovered what's wrong with the peers. In addition to their weird smiles, there are many empty syringes and tin foil around them. If you think about it carefully, you can understand that these guys are hilarious now. .

"In the world, comings and goings are normal, but you, idiot, can't see through." Rick in the middle of the stone circle flipped his hands, made a gesture of scenting flowers, and said words full of philosophy.

"Is that why you gave the pet Mortys drugs?" Although Morty resisted, his legs moved towards the Rick.

I don't know why, this old man in white cloth seems to be full of charm, bewitching people's hearts in every move.

"No, you are wrong. I don't want to participate in the Quartz Conference, and I resolutely resist any hegemonic activities." Rick smiled slightly, and his smile was full of Zen rhyme: "Human thoughts should be free, and restricting the body does not restrict the soul. , What I want to do is not to let you participate in *** medical insurance, but to let you be free."

After hearing the tongue twister, Morty showed a Tibetan fox expression again: "Huh?"

"Yes, close your eyes, put on a rubber tourniquet, and then take this syringe to give yourself an injection." Rick threw a kilogram of white powder to Morty, as well as the matching syringe and saline: "After doing this , And then keep up with my rhythm and breathe."

"Why is it the same as aerobics on TV?" Looking at Rick, who started doing strange body movements, Morty's face was very strange, but he was a good boy and didn't touch drugs.

But these fans are put away first, and they may be sold in the future.

"This is yoga. If you practice it regularly, it can help you lick your belly button, you know."

Zen Rick raised his eyebrows, and Zhizhu took the other Morty to do yoga while holding the ground:

"I understand the commonality of all of you Morty. You all want to be'self-sufficient.' And I control all the types of yoga in countless worlds in the multiverse, so that you can quickly get'freedom to blow the trumpet. Heartbeat?"

"hiss!"

Hearing this, Morty took a breath. He only felt that he was completely seen through. Rick's wisdom was so profound, it was like the ocean.

But the strong pressure and endless coldness of the sea overwhelmed the empty-headed teenager.

If Rick can really help all Morty to complete the spin-in half as he pleases, then no matter which Rick is in the hands of Rick, the Mortys will become the slaves of this Rick, and others will just raise Morty for him.

It's like the fans worship Steve Jobs. Every time a new phone is released, it will attract countless people. This Rick only needs to release new yoga moves from time to time, and then constantly update, he can rule the world!

His fans will fight against anyone else on the Internet.

Taking advantage of grandson's simple desires has always been a method used by Rick to manipulate Mortys, and this Zen Rick has jumped out of the chessboard of the Little Morty contest and has begun a higher level of layout!

Worthy of being Rick in the multiverse, the top human powerhouse, has he evolved the most suitable form for survival in a short period of time when he fell on an unfamiliar planet?

But Morty who is currently escaping is not an ordinary Morty. He has a stronger will than other Mortys. Although the ability to lick his belly button and other parts makes him very heart-stricken, but without freedom, he would rather escape.

Zen Rick didn't urge him, but he still took the Mortys to practice yoga movements indifferently, still shouting slogans: "Exhale! Inhale, inhale, inhale, inhale..."

The Mortys all around made the sound of vigorous vacuum suction.

Hiss! !

Just listening to the sound knows how exciting it is. Morty's heart is disturbed, but remembering that those companions who died before are still looking at him in the sky, he still relies on the last willpower, covering his ears and holding his head and ran down. mountain.

He told himself that he couldn't just degenerate like this, it was too much.

He held his head and ran for fifty meters. He left Zen Rick’s sphere of influence and sat down on a bench. He rubbed his head in pain, the magical sucking sound was still in his head. Reverberating, like the magic sound of brainwashing.

"God! What should I do? How can I leave this nightmare?!"

He looked up at the sky, and a torrential rain fell in the sky, which instantly beat him into a dreadful dagger, just as he was in the mood now.

But God Morty was scolded by him before, and now he won't come back and scold him again, this can only be a one-man show...

Or not?

"Morty, can you hear me?"

Just as Morty was dancing in the rain by the bench alone, a mysterious sound came from the sky. The sound was strange, not any Rick he knew.

"Who is it? Superpower? Mutant? Superman? Jedi Knight? Tiger Chip Girl?"

For those who travel through, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, aliens, parallel universe people, and Morty are all very familiar with, and immediately made a series of guesses about the owner of the mysterious voice, and by the way exposed his own. XP.

The so-called tiger potato chip girl is actually a TV commercial character who sells potato chips. It is a blond woman with closed eyes, a bulging head and a back curl, wearing a tiger-print swimsuit.

The advertisement says that as long as you eat a certain amount of tiger potato chips, you can get a chance to kiss the potato chip girl.

Morty has always felt that this company is trustworthy, because they promised that one billionth of the sales profit will be donated to the "Disabled People's Federation", and the tiger girl in the advertisement is also a blind man.

So she will stare at them, it must be true.

Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you are blind or not, as long as you are big, Morty asks for this.

"The smelly maggots on the brains of the worms, how can I say my voice is not a woman?" Mystery voice cursed directly, with a voice that hates iron and steel: "I am your grandfather Rick, you can also call it My death knell Rick."

"Uh...you are Rick in the funeral industry?" Morty was puzzled. He didn't understand why this Rick didn't show up.

"...No! I have been observing you, including the other Rickers. I am very satisfied with your performance. I want to negotiate a condition with you." The voice calling himself Deathstroke Rick was talking, but He pressed his anger and gave a choice: "I can show you my sincerity first, tell you a secret, and then you can decide whether to cooperate with me."

"What's the secret? I'll listen to it before telling it." The Tibetan Fox had a wise face.

After a short silence, the death knell replied:

"Actually, you are in a fictitious digital world now. Everything around you is not real. You must find the nearest women's toilet and leave there through a toilet-like transmission device! I am waiting for you in reality... "