Just as Rick dragged Morty to the edge of the gate.
While Morty was still hesitating over the fruit scattered on the ground that they had not picked up.
Rick subconsciously thought:
Why hadn't this little brat inherited even a shred of my intelligence...
But he quickly corrected himself:
Oh~ no, my daughter didn't inherit my intelligence either...
I wronged him. The genetic factors—that stuff had gone wrong halfway through...
If I'd known, I should have given him genetic optimization surgery before he was born and improved his intelligence...
...Uh... that's not right either...
If I did that, he'd at most count as a biochemical human. He couldn't be considered my grandson at all...
When he was only a step away from the gate and his thoughts had begun to drift.
Suddenly, amid a strange radiance.
Several figures emerged directly from inside the gate, framed by the teleportation halo, and collided head-on with Morty.
"Duang~"
Rick dodged.
But Morty, whom Rick had been dragging along, failed to evade in time.
He was knocked straight to the ground!
Before he could figure out what was happening.
The guy he had collided with—a metal robot with an overly simple design and a round-tipped antenna growing from its head—spoke first with a look of disgust:
"Hey, kid, watch where you're going. Bender's steel body is no joke. I just waxed it yesterday..."
"If you leave any scratches on me, you'd better watch out. I'll report it to the insurance company and make you pay up!"
As he spoke, he demonstratively rolled up his sleeve—or rather, the skin covering his arm.
It was a layer of something that looked rather like a washing machine drain hose.
Other than that.
Judging by his appearance and voice, he was probably a male robot.
Don't ask how,