After rewinding again, Morty had learned his lesson this time.
He honestly started over and explored, refusing to provoke those people whose intelligence was practically mystical. Instead, he focused on figuring out what treasures Rick had buried here.
Leaving the competition street behind, Morty wandered through this city whose details were nearly identical to those of a real one. The farther he went and the more he saw, the more questions filled his mind.
It was just a board game. Why go to all this trouble?
Not only were there prepared foods and drinks in the restaurants.
The storage rooms in the clothing stores were piled with unopened clothes, and the deihina labels made it obvious they were Guangzhou export goods.
Even stranger, there was trash in the trash cans.
There was even different trash in the two bins, with no sign that it had simply been copied and pasted.
Everything about it made it clear that this had been a city inhabited by many people, which Rick had moved here for some unknown reason.
What exactly was he trying to do...?
Morty looked around, and his gaze eventually settled on the tallest building in the city.
According to the clichés of every film and TV show.
The lairs of extroverted arch-villains were usually placed in the tallest building in an area, as if they were afraid superheroes would not be able to find them.
Given Rick's string of cliché setups, Morty guessed that building probably held some answers he desperately needed.
After wandering around for two hours.
Morty finally reached the entrance of the skyscraper. Through the glass doors, he saw that where elevators should have been installed, there were portals instead.
Eight on each side!
Sixteen portals in total, with no signs or markers whatsoever!
"Jesus! Rick, if