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But all four of them, including Jerry, were wary of this place.

Without him.

I've just been scammed too many times.

After standing on the street where there was no one and no cars passing by for a while, Morty finally decided to go inside the villa to take a look.

"Are you sure this is a good idea? I have a feeling there's some kind of trap waiting for us."

Sammy's words made Morty roll his eyes.

Of course I knew there was definitely a trap inside, but what could we do if we didn't go in? Should we just turn around and walk to the other end of the road, hoping to see something?

Besides, that old bastard always likes thrills, not killing... Anyway! Just go in and that's it!

Led by Morty, the three followed closely behind while maintaining a certain distance.

With his right hand, he gently pushed open the wooden door with its chaotic wood carvings. In the center of the door, a rhombus made of randomly pieced-together shards of colored glass reflected sunlight onto Morty's eyes. Squinting, he saw a set of sofas in the center of the living room, with a brown coffee table in the middle.

There was a letter on the coffee table.

Morty glanced around to make sure there was no danger, then cautiously walked to the coffee table and picked up the letter, which, against the backdrop of the surrounding layout, exuded a strange aura.

The first second after picking it up.

A voice rang out from inside the room.

Welcome to Breakup Game Planet! This planet offers a series of exciting games to test the skills of couples in love. You have booked the Beach Murder package and are currently loading information...

"What hell..."

Upon hearing this, Morty felt that he recognized every single word in the sentence, but when put together, it was like a foreign language.

Breakup Planet?

A test for couples in a relationship?

We're a family!

They're not a couple in love!

But then Morty realized that once he entered this planet, he should discard some common sense from his mind, otherwise he would not be able to adapt to the current situation.

With his body controlled by some unknown force and his mind suppressed, Morty watched as a group of young and beautiful men and women poured into the villa's main gate. Each of them was wearing a swimsuit, carrying drinks and food, and shouting all sorts of meaningless words.

A beach swimsuit party is underway!

Appearing before Morty in the most unexpected way, Morty, whose identity was suspected to be the villa owner and party organizer, naturally became the center of everyone's attention and fawning.

Girls flocked around him, and men tried to flatter him.

One glass of wine after another.

After the DJ arrived late and played the season's hottest electronic dance music, the party turned into a test of jumping and dancing and a trial of vocal endurance.

Unable to find Sammy and the other two, Morty gradually gave up on the plan and began to indulge in the party in front of him, because he really hadn't relaxed properly in a long time.

Why worry about other things when you have the chance to properly appreciate a car?

right?

Under the constant influence of alcohol, Morty first took a fancy to a beautiful convertible car in this car factory that was 18 years old and had never driven more than 1 kilometer.

Its ivory-white body, the convertible top specially painted gold, and the two large headlights that still shine brightly even among a group of cars make it a sight to behold for any seasoned driver.

Being the first person to drive this beautiful car and let the dual exhaust pipes emit exhaust fumes, Morty naturally didn't consider being discreet at all.

But he knew he needed to allocate his time and energy wisely.

Otherwise, missing out on subsequent cars during this car tasting event because of the first one you test drive would be a waste of your life.

So, after Morty's test drive, he took a fancy to a two-seater sports car that exuded extreme passion and had several cartoon stickers on its body. Even among a group of cars, its fiery red body made it impossible to ignore.

Despite having traveled tens of thousands of kilometers, the break-in period with previous drivers has allowed its factory-issued minor problems to disappear during driving, leaving only the smoothness of a mature car.

The driving experience is just like in the movie "Fast and Furious". Shifting gears, clutch, and accelerator are all done in one go without any delay. It's like playing a game with a 1ms delay. Every action can be responded to in the shortest possible time.

Next, Morty examined each car, from the black Hummer and the cute orange Mini to even the seven-seater family car, each with its own unique features.

As night fell, the moon and countless stars were reflected on the sea, which resembled a mirror of the sky, and a warm sea breeze blew in with the ocean currents.

Standing on the balcony at the highest point of the villa, Morty, holding a tall wine glass and wearing a bathrobe, admired the distant night view.

Finally, when the time reached twelve o'clock.

He fell into a deep sleep on the bed with its silk sheets.

I was awakened by a scream the next day.

Morty, who had rushed out of the room, followed the sound and ran down the stairs. When he was almost in the hall, he saw a woman lying in a pool of blood.

To his relief, Sammy and Beth were both busy screaming, and Jerry was hiding behind a pillar in the living room. Since his own people were alright, then...

"Round one! Tell us your saddest story! If it's neither sad nor funny, you'll disappear from this room when the next part of the story begins!"

"What the fuck..."

From yesterday to today, Morty, whose consciousness had been suppressed, suddenly woke up as if from a dream. He felt as if he had been dreaming for the past dozen hours, watching himself do one thing after another like an outsider.

What the heck is this first round?

Morty came down, approached the female corpse for a look, then asked Beth and the others if they were injured, and then dragged Jerry over from the other side of the pillar.

The four sat on the sofa, frowning as they pondered what kind of place this was.

"Um...wasn't it supposed to be a very sad story?"

"Well, I do have one here..."

Chapter 614 Is he suffering from Alzheimer's?

Sang Mei's sudden words left the three of them looking puzzled, because what was happening was so consistent with Grandpa's nonsensical and erratic behavior when he was having a fit.

So... does it mean that if a sad story is neither sad nor funny, it will disappear?

Must there be a bittersweet mix of sorrow and joy?

To be more specific, this sad story must also be made to make others laugh?

Sangmei, who took the initiative to be the first to test the waters, put one hand to her forehead and began to slowly tell a story in a rather embarrassed tone.

"I don't know if you remember four months ago, when I was still in school, there was a very handsome Latino guy in my class. He had a really cool smile and a six-pack that you only get after a lot of training. I liked him a lot too."

"But you know what kind of person I am. I feel like I have absolutely no hope with these kinds of people, but I can't help but want to brush past them, clinging to a 1% chance that they'll notice my beauty and that something will happen between us."

Hearing how humble Sangmei was in front of the handsome guy, Beth felt a pang of sympathy and put her hand on Sangmei's shoulder, while also glaring at Jerry.

It's all because your genes are so bad that they didn't make our daughter any prettier.

But Sangmei's storytelling did not stop.

"So when that transfer student joined my class, I wanted to impress him with my charm; it was one of the few opportunities I had to find a boyfriend."

"So I went to my grandfather's workbench and found a medicine with a label that said it contained pink liquid."

"It turns out that Grandpa, like all the other Ricks, was terrible at naming things. You couldn't just look at the name on the label for anything they made; you had to ask him in person."

"But I was interested in that handsome young man, so I didn't ask."

"After all, the label says 'One Night of Romance'!!!"

Upon hearing this, although Morty wanted to appear professional at this moment, the muscles on his face began to tense up.

Because Sangmei now seems very sad and regretful, but he knows that the story that follows will definitely be...

So I went to school, drank the potion, and waited for a miracle to happen.

"But... that medicine was for veterinary use... that day, every male animal within a five-kilometer radius of the school tried to rush towards me... Jesus! Do you know what it's like when snakes, cats, mice, even crows, even earthworms! Earthworms, which are genderless creatures, all want to crawl into your arms?!"

puff!

Finally, Morty couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing on the spot. At Beth's prompting, he couldn't stop laughing either.

The funny thing about this is that his own daughter, Sangmei, only recently joined his and her grandfather's adventures; in the first six months, she rarely participated in them.

Furthermore, Grandpa's image as a very steady and reliable person, someone who always had everything under control and rarely messed things up, made Sangmei trust him completely at the time...

But this trust is misplaced.

Grandpa rarely messed things up, but he could make sure that in the midst of something, he would create all sorts of extreme experiences that were enough to drive anyone crazy.

For example, right now, the four of them are sitting here, each of them is going to tell a story that happened to them, a story that is both very sad and somewhat funny.

Otherwise, people will disappear?

Although Sangmei's humor wasn't quite uproarious, her trial run had already shown Morty how to play the game.

So after Sangmei finished speaking, Morty cleared his throat and told a story about something that happened between him and his grandfather.

"As you all know, I'm a bit of a free spirit and have a strong desire for matters between men and women. So, in the first month after I met my grandfather, I suggested that I go to a brothel to broaden my horizons."

"Grandpa was a very honest man. Without saying a word, he picked up the car keys, took me to that happy junk spaceship, and headed straight for the best brothel in the C167 universe at the time."

"To be honest, when I first saw those dazzling neon lights after the spaceship arrived, my heart was pounding. It was my first time experiencing anything like this, and I was even wondering if I should pretend to be a regular customer when we got to the private room."

"But after landing..."

"I soon realized this wasn't as simple as it seemed..."

"He actually prepared a large iron cage room for me and forced me to watch cartoons for 1-3 year olds all night. He wouldn't let me listen to any music; all I could hear were sounds of things hitting the walls from upstairs, to the left and right, and even downstairs!"

"Do you know how awful it is to have all sorts of sounds blaring around you that night, and the moment you close your eyes, there's 120 decibels of noise tormenting your ears and forcing you to watch cartoons?!"

"After that night, I could never watch a cartoon again..."

"Because whenever I see a cartoon, I automatically hear the sound of someone banging their head against a wall."

At this point, Morty's face, filled with reminiscence of the past, transformed into a very comical expression under the impact of his heartfelt sadness.

The muscles in her cheeks and lips seemed to be recalling the past, and her eyes were filled with only sadness and regret.

"Ugh, that guy!"

Seeing Morty so sad, Beth pondered for a moment. Although Morty's miserable life over the past few decades could be made into a perfect script for a movie about female empowerment from any one of her experiences.

But a story that contains humor amidst sadness...