Watching his grandpa chuckle, Morty really wanted to punch him right in the face.
This damn old man was always lying, telling the truth, then lying again. Wasn't it exhausting to stay alive like that?
Just as Morty breathed a sigh of relief, thinking his conscience would not have to suffer too much condemnation, his grandpa added, "But you really did slaughter an entire planet. After that episode aired, the Galactic Empire did indeed mobilize over a hundred million warships to come after us."
"They just couldn't find the Citadel of Ricks, so it was all thunder and no rain—a big show with no real action."
Morty said, "Should I be happy that it was one planet instead of one universe...?"
His grandpa said, "After I die in this universe, I can go straight to heaven even without pulling strings. Why do you think I never liked killing people with my own hands in this universe?"
Old K said, "I... forget it!"
His grandpa glanced at the time on the wall, then turned toward the garage. "All right, it's late. Even though only one person in this house has a job, you all should still go to bed."
Just as he reached the door, his grandpa suddenly turned around, glared at Jerry, and told the others, "Some people's performance today was deeply disappointing. I've decided that tomorrow, our family will go on a low-risk adventure to develop some teamwork and chemistry."
The moment Summer heard that, she got excited.
She had long been sick of going to school. With her grandpa around, she felt there was no need for her to attend any school at all.
Instead of playing childish games with a bunch of uncool high schoolers, she would rather travel through distant universes, sample the local food, fool