The Death Knell

Breakfast is very simple, orange juice soaked oatmeal, the same as before, Rick did not show up to eat with them, or shrink in his garage laboratory, which made Morty relax a lot.

The mother Beth at the dinner table is very high-spirited, because she has become the best veterinarian in the United States, and will fly to Washington after breakfast to sterilize the president's cockroaches.

But during the meal, the two parents did not communicate too much. Even if Jerry is so handsome now, Beth seems to be invisible, just throwing an empty bowl to him after the meal.

After the meal, Morty returned to his room, closed the door and called for Death Knell Rick.

"Knell Rick, this is my mother's dream, right?"

"No, this is your sister's dream at the end of summer." The death knell gave the answer directly, completely out of Morty's expectation: "Dreams can reflect people's mood. At the end of summer, I hope that Bass can make more money. Compared with other fathers, Jerry can not lose face. I hope Grandpa Rick can make more preparations for adventure. All these prove that she is the master of the dream."

"But why hasn't she changed herself?" Morty rubbed his head, he felt puzzled.

"Other changes have been made to her, such as adding a few sizes to her bust and hips, and her smile is more friendly, and she has her teeth washed." Another bottle of wine was opened on the death knell, and then the voice of drinking water: "But in general Said that she was satisfied with her state and therefore did not make any deliberate changes."

"Well, I believe you, then how should I let her kill me next?" Tibetan Fox Morty went online again.

"Simple, every adolescent girl will have a boy she likes. You just have to wait until the evening. She deliberately acts as a light bulb when she goes out on a date. She will definitely think you are in the way and curse you for not going to die. The lower you behave. , The better the effect, and then you can secretly find a place where no one is there to commit suicide, she can’t respond."

The death knell faintly said the tactics, as if he had already calculated the psychology of the end of summer

Morty died, but he lived again, and entered the upper level of dreams.

Still waking up from the bed, but this time outside the window is not a familiar street, but a vast universe.

At this time, with the sound of a bellows-like respirator, the door opened, and Jerry, dressed as a black warrior, came in and asked Morty to get up and go to the Imperial Palace for breakfast.

"I am your father!"

After leaving a landmark line, the black warrior went downstairs.

"Well, I already know this time. This is Jerry's dream." Morty scratched his face and put on Luke Skywalker's costume next to the bed: "He is indeed a little lacking in imagination. I only copy "Star Wars", so Beth will become Queen Amidala, and Princess Leia will become Princess Leia at the end of the summer, I know."

"Hehe, your family can really match the number" The death knell was already laughing, I don't know why, as if the whole thing has become a joke, and it touched his smile: "It seems that Rick in this dream will It's Palpatine, but it doesn't matter, you need to let the black warrior kill you now."

"What to do?" Morty didn't hesitate, and hung the toy lightsaber on his belt.

"The black warrior only loves Padmé. No matter who kills Queen Amidala, he will inevitably retaliate." The death knell gave another tactic.

Dead and awake.

This time Morty's recovery was in a corner of the house, but he was reduced, and the scene was like an alien battlefield. Many large ants were attacking the human line of defense, and the reduced people were in a matchbox-like shape. Resistance in the bunker.

The strongest warrior of the multiverse became the commander of the human federation at the end of the summer, remotely controlling the vacuum cleaner to resist the attack of the ants, but the front line was very critical, and the encirclement of the Zerg was about to form.

"what should I do?"

Morty was already a little numb.

"This is the nightmare your cockroach had after watching "Starship Team 3". Now you have to find some leftovers and apply them on yourself so that the ants can kill you. After all, it is normal for people to die on the battlefield."

"It seems that my father's imagination is similar to that of a cockroach?"

Morty asked Death Knell Rick while doing the same.

"probably."

Die, wake up.

This time Morty woke up at the school desk. The girl he had a crush on, Jessica, was walking by the window, but the dream top was still spinning, so it was still a dream.

Soon an anomaly appeared. The school did not teach knowledge, but instead organized students to participate in dance competitions. The students were still talking for one second, but suddenly began to sing and dance the next second.

"Who is the fan of "High School Musical" in your school? Find that person."

The instructions for the death knell came straight away, without even having to ask Morty.

It's this kind of reincarnation, repeated horizontally between death and awakening, Morty has experienced tens of thousands of times.

His eyes have gradually changed, becoming like a serial murderer or a battlefield veteran, he is accustomed to seeing life and death.

The boy has been killed countless times, and many people have been killed in order to be able to commit suicide, but those are all illusions in dreams.

He is getting better.

In many cases, without the reminder of Death Knell, Morty can find the owner of the dream by himself, perhaps the neighbor’s dog, or the taxi driver passing by.

The dream of a doctor, a dream of a politician, a dream of flowers and plants, a dream of everything.

All kinds, all illogical, exaggerated to look weird.

But for Morty, there is no difference. He has only one goal and one task, which is to die, and then try his best to return to reality. Anyone who hinders him from achieving this goal is an enemy.

Time has passed for too long, maybe there is no concept of time in the layers of dreams, but he seems to have spent 10,000 years, and even forgot why he wanted to return to reality.

Fighting, working hard, and then detached, looping countless times.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the dilapidated dream top, which is still spinning.

Every time he wakes up, Morty will make it spin up, as long as the spin time exceeds six seconds, he will think of a way to commit suicide, or be killed after killing.

This seems to be the **** of infinite, and there will never be a day to regain freedom.

But the world has become more and more like reality, which shows that the path he walked is correct. From the beginning of sci-fi and magic, dreams are only like political satires, which are too real.

Efforts will eventually pay off, he finally got a good news, the death knell Rick's voice sounded again:

"I saw you, Morty, you are back to reality."

"Really?" Morty looked down at the spinning top in his palm, silently loaded the shotgun and put on the sunglasses: "Then where are you?"

"I'm in the garage, come and let Grandpa Rick see you."

Death Knell Rick seemed unaware of this, but urged Morty.

There was no need for Jerry to wake up this time. Morty took the shotgun and walked through the restaurant on the first floor to the garage, kicked the door open, raised the gun, and dumped the bullets at the strange black and yellow armored man.

"This is still a dream! Your dream! Kill me! Or I will kill you!"

He roared and fired, as if he was possessed by a macho in the movie. The flame of the muzzle illuminates the dim garage and also illuminates his face full of vicissitudes.

"Why kill me? Is this reality bad?"

The death knell asked him with a smile, just raising his hand, all the shotgun **** were stopped in the air by the Force.

"I can feel and think. This shows that I am real. However, the reality in the illusion will only cause me more pain. I will live forever in my dream. You are also fake. No one can save me! What is the meaning of being alive?!"

"Sorry, Morty, the meaning of life is only to be understood by yourself. You are a good boy, so goodbye."

The man in black and yellow armor looked a little regretful, he finally put down the wine glass in his hand, and threw a black and gold two-color ball from his pocket.

The small ball shot out a light, sucking Morty into it.

After landing, it shook a few times, and then the button on it lit up and stopped moving.

Compared to the cruel real world, dreams full of snacks, soft drinks, and 18X magazines may be more suitable for this Morty.

This is just business. There is one rule of mercenaries, which is to not have any emotional connection with ‘goods’.

Shaking his head, Su Ming stood up and calmly took the poke ball that was rolled up by the strangulation: "Pet Morty, got it! But this line is obviously not suitable for me, right? Rick?"

As soon as the voice fell, the air in the garage began to twist, and the illusion projected by the device soon faded, revealing another Rick who was drinking by the workbench not far away, and Morty, who was full of curiosity beside him. .

"You really got it. It turns out that parallel worlds and dimensions can still be played like this. Thoughts can become reality. This is the essence of magic. It is equivalent to using Morty's thinking to create a new Morty out of thin air. Interesting, learned. , Hiccup! Then, our deal will be established. Take your weapon."

Rick very generously picked up the Godkiller on the workbench and threw it to the death knell.

At this time, it has undergone a full set of transformations, and it has become an indescribable magic weapon, a combination of technology and magic, and even some extra money, which should be a certain causal law.

Before the death knell exercised Morty in the dream, Rick had been around to transform the godslayer. He made the sound of welding and metal splicing.

The rules in this multi-system are also very simple. There is only one, that is, "Rick is invincible." The more Rick, the more invincible. As the strongest scientist known by Su Ming, Rick in C137 helps in reality. The processed weapons are of course the most Rick.

The God Killer is now like a golden living ray tentacles, glowing with electric light wrapped around the death knell's arm, gradually submerged in flesh and blood.

For specific new abilities, I'm afraid I still have time to study, and I have to leave here before talking about it.

"Rick? Why are there so many Morty and Rick in my mind? Are they really the dream parasites you are talking about?" The genuine Morty looked up and asked his grandfather with a Tibetan fox expression on his face.

In fact, he had been watching the so-called ‘training process’ when the death knell tricked that Morty to play, but there were still many things he couldn’t understand.

"Tons, tons, tons, burps"

Rick's mouth opened wide and he let out a sour wine hiccup. He threw out his weapon and caught the poke ball thrown by the death knell, and stuffed it into his white coat pocket:

"Tell you that you can't understand it. You only need to know that this is the best elf in the dream, Super Dream Morty! It's rarer than the alien animal, and it has undergone cruel training. UU Reading www.uukanshu. The characteristics of com are ruthless, cold-blooded, sensible, abnormal, and dark. He is very valuable. I can use him to participate in the Multiverse Quartz Conference and become a pet master Morty."

In the multiverse, some real Rick dies, and the corresponding Morty will become a wild Morty. There are countless such wild Mortys, but the death knell, a technique of copying Morty out of thin air, is obviously more. value.

Because it also comes with a set of pet Morty training process.

Su Ming stood up with a smile, and waved his arms around Hallie who was watching the excitement:

"This is the combined effect of magic and the power of dimensions, the rules of the world, and the force of mind reading. Morty, it's too early for you to contact this. So Rick, I'll go first, and I will contact you often in the future. I wish you a happy game."

Afterwards, the death knell two disappeared in a blue light, and grandfather Rick rolled his eyes:

"Only you can come to my side, I can't go to your side, the existence of world barriers is very unfair, don't come again! Humph, but I still make money, let's go, dear grandson Morty, you didn't mean you want to play Dungeons and Dragons? I'm in a good mood today, and I happen to know a parallel universe with running regiments as the rule."

Morty suddenly forgot the weird scene before, and he was so happy to dance on the spot: "I'm going to go, the students in the school are talking about DND, if I can't learn it, I will be isolated!"

Rick likes his grandson very much, although this grandson is not essentially the original Morty, but a replacement.

But it doesn't matter, because he is the most Rick Rick, that's enough.

Pulling out the dimensional teleportation gun, he opened the door to another parallel universe, and another adventure is about to begin.

Seeing Morty happily ran out of the garage to ask his parents and sister to play together, Rick took another sip of the hip flask, hiccuped contentedly, and smiled.