"Don't be nervous, I'm Morty, the eyeball fire ant, I'm a good person."
The Morty smiled and squatted down, stabbing the curled Morty with his fingers: "You also ran away, right?"
”"You too?"
Morty tries not to look at the weird appearance of his other self."
yes, but we all have chips around our necks, and we'll be found when we leave the bunker."
Morty, the eyeball fire ant, shook his head, and the fire ant crawled faster on his eyeballs: "And you have to admit that we are all waste, and without Rick, we are like black people who have left the black community, and we may die if we go out to buy a soda." ”"Even if it's death, I've already unplugged the control chip, and I'm not going to pick cotton for Rick."
Morty twisted his neck and showed his compatriot the missing piece of flesh: "I can help you get rid of this too." ”"Really?"
The eyeball fire ant Morty was a little moved, he thought for a while, and nodded: "Then try it, I heard that in the far north, there is another Rick, where he is very good to his Morty, and we can go to him." ”When Morty heard this, he sighed deeply, too, it's time to face up to this bleak reality, he is a waste, and he can't do anything without Rick.Since Rick is so bad and has to keep people in cages, why don't you go to other Rick and see how it goes."
Okay, I'll help you remove the chip!"
After saying that, Morty reached out to clasp the chip on the side of the other party's neck, and then, he was covered in blood.Perhaps it was too heavy, and he pulled out the artery in the neck of the eyeball fire ant Morty, and in just a few seconds, the poor Morty fell to the ground, blood spraying all over the ceiling.
“No！！！”
With his hands covered in blood, Morty let out a Luke Skywalker-like cry, and he fell to his knees in a pool of blood, clutching the corpses of his own slain companions, and drooling with remorse.Then he stretched out his trembling tongue, like a serpent spitting out letters, and licked the fire ants from the big eyes that were not blind.He only ate a hamburger and drank a Coke in his hallucinations, but in fact he was still hungry.Morty always seduced him, and he tried his best not to look at them, and not to think about eating them, but now everyone was in a desperate forest, where only the law of the jungle was followed.Not eating people is already his last bottom line.The formic acid-covered carapace burst in his mouth, and Morty was stimulated to drool more, but after a few vigorous glances on the other's eyeballs, reason returned to his mind again.In order to prevent his companion's sacrifice in vain, he decides to embark on the journey again, even if he has to rely on Rick to become his pet Morty, he must choose the strongest trainer, Rick.As soon as he pushed the door, Rick was standing outside the door waiting for him, the soles of his feet still smacking on the ground."
You're leaving?""
That's right!
I'm going to pick a more suitable Rick for me, you can't keep me, even if you can get my people, you can't get my heart!
”Morty replied categorically, at this moment, he was not fighting alone, and countless Morty martyrs possessed their souls.Pride, just like that, gushed out from his body."
You can't do anything without me!
You're just a Morty!
”Rick angrily threw away his gun and pointed in the direction of the gate: "Then you go, you go, see who wants you to be this waste!"
I'm telling you, there is no difference between Republicans and Democrats!
”"You don't want me, you'll regret it!"
So Morty walked out of the man's underground fortifications with his head held high.Halfway through, Morty suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did he say this as if he wanted to stay?
Forget it, he shook his head vigorously, driving the chaotic thoughts out of his mind.Next, according to Morty, the eyeball fire ant, he advanced fifty meters to the north and came to a small courtyard.In the courtyard, Morty saw another Rick in a flowered pajamas with a perm curl fixed to his hair, and this grandfather was drinking juice and lovingly stroking a Morty lying on his lap.On top of that, there's a swimming pool and a chocolate fountain, and lots of moti are dressed in cute handmade clothes and basking on the grass on their stomachs."
Is that you?"
Lying on the grass in the backyard on the side, Morty, a transgender women's clothing boss with gender cognitive impairment, recognized this Morty, greeted him lazily, and then turned over and let his belly face the sky: "Do you want to come in and play?"
This Rick guy is pretty good. ”"He's going to compete in the Pet Morty Contest too, right?"
Morty slipped through the dog hole in the fence in the backyard and asked, "But I don't know how to fight, I'm a piece of shit." ”"Which of us isn't a piece of waste?
Rest assured, Rick has other plans. ”Shemale Morty squinted his eyes, took out an 18X magazine from his arms and flipped it up: "A lot of Rick wants to participate in the competition, this Rick also has his goals, but he is not a little Morty trainer, he wants to become the strongest little Morty breeder, so as to monopolize the market in the future." ”"What the hell is Little Morty's profession as a breeder?
No matter how you look at it, he's more of a cat slave, right?
”Morty's eyes narrowed, because the Rick by the pool looked like a lonely old man who was obsessed with keeping cats.It's the kind of old man who died alone in the apartment and no one knows, and the body was eaten by a cat."
How do I know so much?
Anyway, I just know that I'm going to be very cool next, suck!
”Women's Morty turned the page of the magazine with a relaxed face, staring at the muscular man inside and drooling: "He invented a gender change that allows us to become intersex, all of them can have children, one litter can give birth to seven or eight of the kind, and then all of our Morty will start to crossbreed, and then cross with our children, according to him, with the method of genetic breeding, it only takes seven generations of crossbreeding to breed the strongest Morty improved breed." ”"Gross!
Leave!
”Morty took a few steps back, although it seemed that the place was well fed and lived, he was a straight man, even if he really wanted to try that shameful thing, but he never thought of giving birth to children.In short, his final bottom line is that he can attack, and he can't bear it."
Why do you want to vomit?
Are you discriminating against the LGBT community?
How dare you?!
”Morty, the women's clothing boss, suddenly got angry, and he shouted: "Rick!
Rick!
There's a Morty here who isn't politically correct enough!
”Nourek noticed him and rushed from the pool with a strange light emitter in his hand: "A wild Morty!
Don't go!
Let me castrate you first and take your balls to be genetically modified!
Make our home great again!
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”But at this time, Morty only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight, turned around and ran away, he didn't want to do any body transformation at all, this plan was too disgusting, no wonder all those Morty in the backyard were all wrong, it turned out that they were all castrated Morty waiting for transformation!
And so, he ran all the way north, over a small hill, and into another Rick's territory.