Chapter 3000

Breakfast is very simple, orange juice soaked cereal, as usual, Rick did not appear to eat with them, or huddle in his garage laboratory, which makes modi relaxed a lot.

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

But during the meal, there was not much communication between the parents. Even now that Jerry was so handsome that Beth couldn't see him. He just left the empty bowl to brush for him.

After dinner, modi goes back to his room, closes the door and calls for the knell.

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

"No, it's your sister's dream at the end of summer." The death knell gave the answer directly, which was completely beyond Morty's expectation: "dreams can reflect people's mood. At the end of summer, I hope Beth can make more money, I hope Jerry will not lose face compared with other fathers, and I hope uncle Rick can make more preparations for adventure. All of these prove that she is the master of dreams."

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

"She also has other changes, such as chest circumference and hip circumference are increased a few, and smile more friendly, she also washed her teeth." Another bottle of wine was opened on the other side of the knell, and then the sound of drinking water said, "but generally speaking, she is satisfied with her state, so she didn't make any special changes."

"Well, I believe you. How can I let her kill me next?" Modi Tibetan fox is online again.

"Simply, every adolescent girl will have a boy she likes. You just need to wait until the evening when she goes out on a date to deliberately act as a light bulb. She will certainly think you are in the way and curse you for not dying. The more humble you are, the better the effect will be. Then you can secretly find a place where no one else can commit suicide. She can't react."

The knell whispered out its tactics, as if it had already calculated the psychology of the end of summer.

.................

Morty died, but he lived again, and entered the dream of a higher level.

Still wake up from bed, but this time 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 told modi to get up and go to the imperial palace for breakfast.

"I'm your father!"

Leaving behind a signature line, the Black Knight went downstairs.

"Well, I know this time. It's Jerry's dream." Modi scratched his face and put on Luke Skywalker's costume beside the bed: "he's really a little lacking in imagination. He can only copy star wars, so Beth will become Queen Amidala and Princess Leia at the end of summer. I know that."

"Ha ha, your family can really count on each other..." the knell bell already laughed. I don't know why. It seems that the whole thing has turned into a joke and touched his laughing point: "it seems that Rick in this dream will be Palpatine, but it doesn't matter. Now you need to let the Black Warrior kill you."

"What should I do?" Modi did not hesitate to hang his toy lightsaber on his belt.

"The black Samurai only love Padme, no matter who killed Queen Amidala, he will revenge." The knell gives another tactic.

....................

Dead, awake.

This time, the place where modi revived was in a corner of his home, but he was reduced. Instead, the scene was like a alien battlefield. Many large ants were attacking the human defense, and the reduced people were resisting in a matchbox like bunker.

At the end of the summer, the strongest warrior in the multiverse became the commander of the human Federation. He controlled the vacuum cleaner to resist the attack of the ants, but the battle line was very critical, and the Zerg's siege network was about to be formed.

"What should I do?"

Morty is a little numb.

"This is your cockroach's nightmare after watching" Star River team 3 ". Now you have to find some leftovers and spread them on yourself to let ants kill you. After all, dead people on the battlefield are normal."

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

As modi did so, he asked Rick the bell.

"Probably."

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Die, wake up.

This time, modi woke up at the school desk. Jessica, the girl he secretly loved, was walking by the window, but the dream top was still spinning, so it was still a dream.

Soon the abnormality appeared. Instead of teaching knowledge, the school organized the students to have a dance competition. The students were still talking one second, but suddenly began to sing and dance the next.

"Who is the biggest fan of" youth of song and dance "in your school? Find the man

The instructions of the knell came directly without even asking modi.

..............

It's this kind of samsara, jumping repeatedly between death and awakening. Modi has experienced tens of thousands of times.

His eyes have gradually changed, like serial killers or battlefield veterans. He is used to seeing life and death.

Boys have been killed countless times, and many people have been killed in order to commit suicide, but they are all illusions in dreams.

He's getting better.

Most of the time, Morty can find out the owner of the dream by himself, maybe the neighbor's dog or the passing taxi driver, without the help of Rick.

Doctor's dream, politician's dream, flower's dream, everything's dream.

All kinds, all illogical, exaggerated to seem strange.

But for Modi, it doesn't make any difference. He has only one goal and one task, that is to die, and then try his best to return to reality. Anyone who hinders him from achieving this goal is the enemy.

Time has passed for a long time. Maybe there is no concept of time in the layers of dreams, but he seems to have spent 10000 years and even forgot why he wanted to return to reality.

Fight, work hard, then get out of the way, and loop around countless times.

The only constant is the old dream top, which is still spinning.

Every time he wakes up, modi will make it rotate. As long as it rotates for more than six seconds, he will try to commit suicide or be killed after killing.

It's like hell. There's never a day to be free again.

But the world has become more and more like reality, which shows that he is on the right road. From the beginning of science fiction and magic to now, dreams are just like political satire, which is too real.

His efforts will pay off in the end. Finally, he got good news. Rick's voice sounded again

"I see you, Morty. You're back to reality."

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

"I'm in the garage. Come and show uncle Rick to you."

Death knell Rick didn't seem to be aware of it. He just urged modi.

With no need to wake Jerry up this time, modi walked through the dining room on the first floor to the garage with a shotgun, kicked open the door, raised his gun and poured bullets at the strange man in black and yellow armor.

"It's still a dream! Your dream! Kill me! Or I'll kill you! "

He roared and opened fire, as if he were possessed by a man in a movie. The flame from the muzzle of the gun illuminated the dim garage and his face full of vicissitudes.

"Why kill me? Isn't this reality good? "

The knell asked him with a smile, just raised his hand, all the shot balls were stopped in the air by the force.

"I can feel and think, which shows that I really exist. However, the reality in the illusion will only make me suffer more. I will live forever in my dream, and you are also false. No one can save me! What is the meaning of my life? "

"I'm sorry, Morty. You're the only one who can understand the meaning of being alive. You're a good boy, so goodbye."

The man in black and yellow armor was a little sorry. He finally put down his glass and threw a small black and gold ball from his pocket.

The ball shot a light and sucked Morty in.

After landing, it shakes a few times, and then the button on it lights up and doesn't move.

Compared with the cruel real world, perhaps dreams full of snacks, sodas and 18x magazines are more suitable for modi.

It's just business. One of the rules of mercenaries is not to have any emotional connection with "goods.".

Shaking his head, Su Ming stood up and calmly took the elf ball rolled up by strangulation: "pet little Modi, got it But that line obviously doesn't suit me, does it? Rick

The air in the garage began to wriggle, and soon the illusion projected by the equipment faded away, revealing another Rick who was drinking at the workbench not far away, as well as the curious modi who was beside him.

"You've really got it. It turns out that parallel worlds and dimensions can be played like this, and ideas can be turned into reality. That's the essence of magic. It's equivalent to making a new modi out of a paragraph of modi's thinking. Interesting. I learned it. Belch! Then our deal will be established. Take your weapon. "

Rick very generously picked up the deicide on the workbench and threw it at the knell.

At this time, after a full set of transformation, it has become an indescribable magic weapon, integrating technology and magic, and even some extra money, which should be some laws of causality.

Before the death knell exercise dream of Modi, Rick has been on the side of the transformation of the God killer, what welding sound, metal splicing sound, all he made.

The rule in this pluralistic system is also very simple. There is only one rule, that is, "Rick is invincible." the more Rick he is, the more invincible he is. As Su Ming's most powerful scientist in Meiman, mark c137, in reality, Rick helped to produce the most powerful weapon.

Now the God killer is like a golden living light tentacle, full of electric light, wrapped around the arm of the death knell, and gradually disappeared into the flesh and blood.

I'm afraid we'll have time to study the specific new abilities. We have to leave here first.

"Rick? Why do I have so many Morty and Rick in my head? Are they really what you call dream parasites? " The genuine modi has a Tibetan fox expression on his face. He looks up and asks his grandfather.

In fact, he has been watching the so-called "training process" when Morty was cheated by the knell, but there are still many places he can't understand.

"Ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton ton

Rick's mouth was wide open and gave out a sour burp. As he threw out his weapon, he caught the elf ball from the death knell and stuffed it into his white coat pocket

"I'll tell you that you don't understand. You just need to know that this is the best elf in the dream, super dream modi! It's rarer than the alien beast, and it has undergone cruel training. Its characteristics are heartless, cold-blooded, rational, abnormal and dark. He is very valuable. I can use him to participate in the multi universe quartz conference and become a pet little master Morty. "

In the multiverse, if some real Rick dies, the corresponding modi will become wild modi. There are countless such wild Modi, but the death knell, the technology of copying modi out of thin air with ideas, is obviously more valuable.

Because there is also a set of pet little modi training process.

Su Ming stands up with a smile, hugs the onlooker and waves his hand

"It's a combination of magic and dimensional power, world rules, and force reading. Morty, it's too early for you to touch this... So Rick, I'll go first. I'll keep in touch later. Have a good game."

Then, the two of them disappeared in a blue light, and uncle Rick rolled his eyes

"Only you can come to my side, but I can't go to your side. The existence of world barriers is very unfair. Don't come again! Hum, but I still made money. Let's go, good sun modi. Didn't you say you wanted to play dragon and dungeon? I'm in a good mood today. I happen to know a parallel universe with running group as the rule. "

Mortington forgot the strange scene before. He was so happy that he danced on the spot: "to go, to go, all the students in the school are talking about DND. If I can't learn any more, I will be isolated!"

Rick likes his grandson very much, although this grandson is not the original modi in essence, but a replacement.

But it doesn't matter, because I'm Rick the most. That's enough.

Taking out the dimensional transmission gun, he opened the door to another parallel universe, and another adventure was about to begin.

Watching modi happily run out of the garage to ask his parents and sister to play together, Rick takes another sip of the bottle and burps contentedly with a smile.

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