Get it, get it, get it.

"That was awesome! It can fly, Kara! I didn't know they could fly. I was flying, Kara, and I was fast and strong. Damn, I wish I could join the Military Guild." We were currently walking through the streets, chatting about the suit. Elona was in love with it. I'm definitely building her one, and I need to talk to my family about the people in the Worker's Guild. After our time together, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.

The day of the presentation arrived, and I stood before the Science Council, my heart pounding. I was uncomfortable with the attention and scrutiny, but my resolve was unwavering. The council chamber was a grand, imposing room, filled with the most brilliant minds on Krypton. They watched me with a mix of curiosity, skepticism, and, in some cases, outright disdain. I didn't know what the last one was about. *I don't even know who you are.* Well, I did, but that sounded cooler.

I took a deep breath and began. "Honored members of the Science Council, thank you for allowing me to present my work today. What I'm about to show you has the potential to revolutionize our society."

I unveiled the miniaturized sun first, explaining its design, functionality, and the implications for Krypton's energy needs. The council members leaned forward, their interest piqued despite themselves.

Next, I demonstrated the power suit, showcasing its advanced AI, synthetic muscles, energy weapons, and flight capabilities. The room buzzed with murmurs of approval and disbelief.

When I finished, the questions began.

The first to speak appeared skeptical. "Impressive, but how can we trust the calculations of a child? What if your designs are flawed?"

"My calculations have been verified by my father, Zor-El, and my uncle, Jor-El. We've done all the necessary flight tests and checks. But if you'd like, I can walk you through the math right now," I answered with a humble tone that seemed to quiet her as she looked at the data on her screen.

The second member to voice their opinion said, "This suit is a weapon. Are you suggesting we arm our people with such technology?"

"Yes, it's a weapon meant to assist the Military Guild in protecting our people. But the suit is a tool, not just a weapon. It can be used for exploration, construction, and even rescue operations. Its purpose depends on the user."

Someone else said, "Your work is remarkable, Kara. But how do you plan to address the ethical implications of such power?"

"With transparency and oversight. I believe in using technology to uplift, not oppress. That's why I've included safety features and ethical guidelines in my designs."

The debate continued, but I held my ground, answering every question with confidence and clarity. By the end, even the most skeptical council members were nodding in approval. I'm that good. Well, not really. I'm terrible with people.

After hours of deliberation, the council reached a decision. The head of the council, a stern but fair woman named Lira-Van, stood to address me.

"Kara Zor-El," she began, "your work is unprecedented, especially for someone so young. While some of us had reservations, your presentation has proven your capabilities. It is the decision of this council to grant you membership to the Science Guild."

I let out a beaming smile and bowed respectfully. "Thank you, Councilor. I won't let you down." *Oh yeah, baby!* Now I could accelerate my mini Industrial Revolution, but I had to be careful—people react poorly to sudden change.

As a member of the Science Guild, I wasted no time submitting my ideas for improving Kryptonian society. I proposed projects to bring clean energy and advanced nanotechnology to the lower cities, aiming to improve healthcare and living conditions for those in the Worker's Guild. I also worked on improving the designs of public ships, making them more efficient and accessible. My artificial sun was integrated into the energy grid, replacing outdated systems and providing a sustainable, limitless power source. My suits were being manufactured and distributed to both the Military Guild and the Worker's Guild, though I had created specialized designs to ensure that civilian workers received tools rather than weapons. Other projects, like advanced asteroid mining drills and shrinking devices for transportation, were also underway. In summary, Krypton's science and technology were advancing rapidly. The only thing left was to improve the standing of the Worker's Guild—a task that would require more than just technological innovation.

While my public projects kept me busy, I also dedicated time to personal research. I delved deeper into astrophysics and electromagnetic radiation, determined to uncover the full effects of different colored stars on Kryptonians. I knew that our cells had evolved to absorb and store radiation from our red sun, Rao. Red light has a low frequency in the electromagnetic spectrum, which explained why we were "normal" under its light. In contrast, a yellow sun emits higher-frequency radiation, which supercharges our cells. This radiation pushes the cell matrix to its threshold, causing damage, but the increased cell replication under a yellow sun allows the new cells to build a higher tolerance. It's similar to how muscles grow stronger through damage and repair—hypertrophy, as it's called. This process continues until either the radiation stops bombarding the cells or the cells adapt to the rate of absorption through energy usage and expulsion. We use this radiation for flight, enhanced vision across the electromagnetic spectrum, increased speed and strength, heat vision, a form of tactile telekinesis or force field generation, and other abilities.

But what would happen if a Kryptonian were exposed to a star with even higher-frequency radiation, like a blue star? The possibilities were both exciting and terrifying. I was determined to find out, but for now, I was still learning. My discoveries would shape our entire future, but I couldn't ignore the ethical implications. What would a planet of near-gods be capable of? Would we uplift the universe, or would power corrupt us as it had others? These questions weighed heavily on my mind.

Once my research was complete, I planned to consult my uncles and aunts—Jor-El, Dru-Zod, Lara and Astra—for their opinions. Their wisdom and experience would be invaluable in shaping my approach. After that, I would present my findings to the council, ensuring that my work was guided by both scientific rigor and ethical consideration.