Was it that I hadn't moved back enough spaces, or was I doing the backward movement wrong?
It's just one cheat—why did you have to make it so complicated?!
Can't you learn from Fengling Yueying?!
Morty went from delight to bewilderment to disappointment, his emotions riding a roller coaster, plunging from high to low and then climbing back up again, tossing him around several times.
When other people used a cheat in a game, all it took was a ding.
A zero-lag, instant-processing cheat ability that delivered immediate service, clearing away every obstacle on the difficult road ahead.
But him?
He had racked his brains, struggled back and forth, and pushed his eloquence to its absolute limit. Through sheer father-daughter affection, he had forcibly persuaded Rick to make a sacrifice.
In the end, under one Rick's guidance, he tried going back to the beginning.
Now he had returned to the beginning—and moved backward from there, too.
But there wasn't jack shit!
Even more infuriatingly, the Ricks who had yet to move were now like a bunch of loudmouths, endlessly mocking him from the side.
"God! At first, I really thought he had figured something out! I really thought we were doomed!"
"Yeah! Look at that stupid little head of his. He really is Jerry's spawn—he gave birth to an idiot so stupid that he completely insults the word 'stupid'!"
"Heh, Morty! Even with P850 opening a back door for you, you still can't use it, can you?"
Hearing the last person's words, Morty looked at him.
He had never known what his grandpa's universe designation was. Neither that Rick nor any of the Ricks he had met had ever revealed such information.
Yet in this unexpected situation, he had learned that his grandpa's universe was designated P850?
But on second