The Death Knell

After bidding farewell to the mermaid Morty, Morty held the only weapon of the two of them, a toothbrush, in his mouth. He crawled out of the hiding cave on his elbows as if possessed by Rambo. His eyes instantly became sharp and firm, and he continued to hypnotize yourself.

In the forest, there is only the difference between the hunter and the prey. If you don't want to die, you must hunt successfully today.

But it is too difficult, for an ordinary boy, it is too difficult.

Morty's specialty is drawing naked girls, which is to draw a stick figure and then draw two large circles on the figure's chest. Because his pocket money is not enough to buy a 'finished' magazine, this is his usual 'casting material'.

What he lacks in painting skills can be made up for by his imagination, so from another perspective, his imagination should be his superpower.

He would chant the name of the girl he had a crush on every morning and practice casting spells with a four-inch long 'magic wand' while hiding in bed. Every night before going to bed, he has to kiss each of his ten toes three times to exercise the flexibility of his spine, so that one day he can be 'self-sufficient'.

But today, these skills are useless for survival in the wild.

"Hang on, Mermaid Morty, don't die before I come back."

Taking the toothbrush out of his mouth and testing the sharpness of the bristles with his thumb, Morty whispered to himself.

He began to move quietly in the forest, trying to avoid being spotted by more ferocious predators or more dangerous things.

However, two hours passed like this, and Morty found nothing. This forest was too barren. There were no animals in the forest, not even poisonous mushrooms.

It's so miserable, even using poisonous mushrooms to kill Morty the mermaid is not enough? !

"Is this God's will?!" Desperate Morty knelt down in the forest. He roared madly at the sky, as if he was criticizing the injustice of fate and the ruthlessness of the world: "Why should Mermaid Morty die? The life of Mermaid It’s life too! God! Fake Oil!”

"I can't beat you, and I'm going to do it for seven days! Then I'll write a book based on these processes, and I'll call it "Journey to the Shit"!"

A Morty wearing a white robe with a halo above his head appeared in the sky. He stepped on the clouds and gave Morty a middle finger, then flew away in high spirits.

Morty, who was kneeling on the grass, was stunned for a moment, and then let out a wry smile: "Has even God given up on him? How unfair is this fate? Alas."

While thinking about it, Morty stood up with difficulty. He acted like a zombie and had no idea where to go. If there was no food, would he have to watch a companion starve to death in his arms?

"squeak!"

The sound of screeching tires rang in his ears, and a bearded man covered in tattoos and looking grumpy stuck his head out of the cab and waved his fist at Morty:

"Why don't you use a zebra crossing to cross the road? If you get lost, call the police! I also have the phone number of the Youth Rescue Center here! How about I drive you there?"

However, other people's cruel words cannot affect Morty's determination. If he wants to survive in the forest, he can't pay too much attention to these hallucinations that appear from time to time! The people in these hallucinations don’t understand anything. They simply don’t understand the despair of a spaceship crashing into the multiverse.

Recap.

He and his grandfather Rick went to the center of the multiverse together, hoping to overthrow the dictatorial organization "Alliance" composed of other Rick peers in the multiverse and liberate many enslaved Mortys.

But the uprising failed, and he and his grandfather Rick were separated, and were imprisoned in a multiverse prison ship to be sent to a planet where they could only survive by drinking animal feces for mining.

Fortunately, among the prisoners, there was a transgender cross-dressing boss named Morty who suffered from gender cognitive disorder and was pretending to be a man. His presence burned the logic processor of the spacecraft control computer, causing the spacecraft to crash into this strange forest planet.

As the spaceship crashed and disintegrated in the air, many Mortys were separated. Also dispersed were many Jailer Ricks. They were all bastards of the Alliance. Once discovered by them, they would definitely die. .

Today is the 14th morning after the spacecraft crashed. We must find food as soon as possible and bring it back to our partners.

When tonight comes, the two of them will have to fight against the second-largest zombie attack by many zombie Mortys under the blood moon.

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Illusion, but I cannot give in to my imagination. I want to save myself and my partners!"

After politely thanking the hallucination, Morty, who was motivated by the unexpected encounter, rushed across the road, jumped over the small sign that read 'Neighborhood Park', and continued on his way to survive.

Perhaps the strenuous exercise had severely exhausted his physical strength, and he felt like smoke was coming out of his throat. At this time, he saw an imaginary fast food restaurant.

He was hungry and thirsty, so he instinctively opened the door and walked in, took out dollars from his pocket, bought two hamburgers and a Coke from the hallucination waiter, and filled his stomach in the hallucination.

"This is all an illusion. I can feel full through self-hypnosis, but Mermaid Morty needs real food and water, burp!" Morty licked his fingers, covered his stomach and burped, He quickly left the hallucination fast food restaurant, frowning and thinking seriously.

Damn it! Even if you can find a maggot in the forest!

At his wits' end, looking at the forest in front of him, he seemed to see a green hell! It's devouring life! Nature is so cruel to humans!

"Hot dog! Hot dog with Fukushima yellow mustard! Three dollars a serving!"

"Barbecue! Authentic Turkish barbecue! The taste that Russians hate the most!"

"Curry rice, freshly cooked curry rice fast food! I am Indian, and I cook without washing my hands, so it's authentic!"

The vendors on the roadside were all looking after customers, and the aroma of all kinds of food poured into Moty's nose, but he just smiled bitterly, closed his eyes and ran forward.

Because he knows that all this is an illusion, and this place cannot be the same as the earth. There must be some invisible hallucinogenic spores in the forest, and they affect his sanity.

Not only can you see various hallucinations, but you can also communicate and interact with them. This is so wrong.

It's because these hallucinations are too dangerous for other Mortys to grasp, so Morty won't let them get out of the cave!

Although he lied that there were evil Ricks and beasts like lions and tigers outside, which scared other Mortys to the point of losing control of their bowels and bowels, it was also a white lie.

"Don't worry, the more than twenty Mortys who died, I won't let the maggots growing on your corpses die in vain."

Smart Morty suddenly opened his eyes, and he returned to the forest again. Looking up at the sparse treetops, he seemed to see the dead looking at him with a smile in the sky.

Even though we're all Mortys, it's a bit strange to be surrounded by so many of us at the same time.

The wind blew through the forest, and the leaves rustled, like a hymn for life. At this time, Morty saw several bags of potato chips and several 18x magazines growing on the trees in the distance.

His eyes suddenly became sharp. Did he finally see wild food and spiritual food?

"Mermaid Morty, wait for me!"

He let out a low roar, bent down and landed on all fours, rushing towards his prey like a wild beast!