Chapter 111: House Of El (2)

"In the ancient Kryptonian Ocean Era, I personally developed the radiation-resistant micro-sublayer of a three-headed octopus stomach pouch. From start to finish, it was my research. It was presented to the House of El as a stepping stone for Jor-El's appointment as Vice Dean of the Central Institute of Technology on Krypton, with Jor-El as the first author, inventor, and creator."

"The micro proton computing system, which I also gave to the House of El, served as a stepping stone for Jor-El's appointment as Vice Dean of the Central Institute of Technology."

"The magnetic confinement nano-bose particle composite force field, also a creation of mine, was offered to the House of El as a stepping stone for Jor-El's appointment as Vice Dean of the Central Institute of Technology."

"The self-repairing metal fibers used to update your House of El's battle attire, I invented them as well and presented them to the House of El. Similarly, it served as a stepping stone for Jor-El's appointment as Vice Dean of the Central Institute of Technology."

"More than thirty-eight inventions and creations that played a significant role on Krypton, all of them were given to the House of El, serving as stepping stones for Jor-El's appointment as Vice Dean."

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"Over thirty-eight creations and inventions, more than enough to establish the wealth of over a dozen House of Els."

H'el's face remained indifferent, and his eyes looked down mercilessly at Nimda.

At that time, Krypton was beyond salvation, and the position of the Central Institute of Technology was so secure that it was despairing. The few families that held the highest technology firmly in their grasp did not allow anyone else to enter their domain.

Even Jor-El, who was considered the greatest scientist of this century and had numerous inventions and creations to his name, had not been able to become a Vice Dean because there was no vacancy.

Let alone H'el.

Without attaching himself to the House of El, no matter what experiments or creations he pursued, no matter what he wanted to publish, he wouldn't have achieved anything worthwhile.

They would never easily allow any scientist to enter the Central Institute of Technology.

If H'el hadn't desperately piled up all his creations and inventions on Jor-El, and if he hadn't craftily offered these inventions and creations to the House of El, having them published under Jor-El's name, Jor-El's path to becoming Vice Dean would still be far from reality.

Jor-El's Vice Dean position was the result of the entire House of El exchanging benefits, pooling their resources, and contributing. Among them, H'el was particularly skilled at creating inventions and creations that accumulated wealth, significantly increasing the House of El's assets. This gave them the ability to exchange positions with other families.

"What genius prodigy? If they say you are, you are; if they say you're not, you're not."

No genius can break through these classes, these rigid hierarchies, nor are they allowed to be broken.

If H'el hadn't acknowledged Jor-El as his father, he wouldn't have had the qualification to enter the highest Central Institute of Technology, nor the means to investigate the core and provide core reports, alerting Jor-El to the core issue.

He initially thought that Jor-El, as Vice Dean, would be able to handle core matters, and that's why H'el worked so hard to help Jor-El rise in rank, all in an effort to save Krypton.

But he never expected that, even as Vice Dean, Jor-El would still be restrained by more than eighteen other Vice Deans, rendering him powerless and useless in the effort to save Krypton.

This was what led H'el to consider replacing all of the upper echelons.

The last hundred thousand people in the square lowered their gaze, sinking into disappointment and anger.

H'el's words were best understood by those involved in scientific research, as they were the most familiar with the scientific community. In the scientific circle of Krypton, everything had become rigid, and there was no room for geniuses to make exceptional advancements.

This path was a dead end.

When H'el acknowledged Jor-El as his father, many people ridiculed him for deliberately adopting a foster father just for the sake of fame and fortune, giving up his own surname.

Within the Central Institute of Technology, there were mocking gazes directed at H'el from all sides.

As for those who couldn't enter the Central Institute of Technology, they felt sour watching from the sidelines.

"This is what you should have done. Without the arrangement of the House of El, you'd have delusions of entering the Institute of Technology."

Nimda let out a cold snort through her nose, her eyes filled with shadows. In her worldview, since H'el, as an outsider, joined the House of El, it was only right for him to dedicate these inventions to the House of El.

"Did the House of El not arrange for you to enter the Central Institute of Technology? Did the House of El not make contributions?"

She didn't fully understand the value of H'el's inventions and creations but knew that he had brought tremendous wealth to the House of El, allowing them to display their benevolence, broadcasting the honor of the House of El. All of this was what someone like H'el-El should do for the House of El.

Her words sent chills down the spines of those around her, and they instinctively moved away, creating a space around her.

Her words further emphasized the entrenched and unbreakable hierarchy of Krypton's upper echelons, which had nothing to do with capability. Even if one had the ability, it wouldn't matter without the right qualifications.

What was required was an act like H'el's, abandoning one's surname and acknowledging an upper-class family as one's father to gain opportunities.

"To boldly claim that you've done something for the House of El, enjoying the fruits of their hard work, while at the same time tarnishing the reputation of your own father and dreaming of becoming a god? You're not worthy to display the House of El's emblem on your chest!"

Nimda's dark expression made the "S" on H'el's black costume stand out glaringly.

She absolutely wouldn't allow H'el to defile the emblem of the House of El.

A researcher from the city of Kandor, standing beside her, wore an odd expression.

Given the value of the inventions and creations H'el had just described, they far exceeded the wealth of the entire House of El. While the House of El did possess power as one of the upper-class families, there was no need to excessively discredit everything H'el had created.

He had dedicated his inventions and creations to the House of El throughout his life. Yet, she dared to claim that he was arrogant for saying that he had done something for the House of El? It was clear that the upper echelons of Krypton looked down on those beneath them to the point where they regarded all contributions as nothing more than a matter of course.

The ones who truly didn't deserve H'el's inventions and creations were the House of El themselves.

Someone in the square couldn't help but step forward, attempting to enlighten Nimda. In other advanced civilizations, H'el would be someone who deserved the utmost respect.

"Lady Nimda..."

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