"You're a Kryptonian, aren't you? Why not use Kryptonian technology?"
Henry spread his hands, his face full of helplessness. "I'd like to, but unfortunately, I didn't bring any local specialties from that hometown I've never seen. The only spacecraft was dismantled into pieces long ago and scattered everywhere. I couldn't be bothered to collect them."
According to S.H.I.E.L.D.'s internal files, most of the parts from the spacecraft that the target codenamed "Kryptonian" had arrived on as a baby had already been recovered by them. Whether they had stolen, swindled, or bought them from Red Empire remnants with hard cash.
However, aside from the materials themselves, those things held no other value. Many technological components had been dismantled beyond recognition by Red Empire researchers, leaving later researchers with nothing to study.
The supposedly more valuable "Krypton" records had either been sent to higher-level research institutions for interpretation, lost after the fall of the Red Empire, or perhaps had never existed at all. S.H.I.E.L.D. had no way of knowing.
Most likely, these scraps were all S.H.I.E.L.D. had managed to collect. They were leftovers deliberately leaked out to fob people off.
The real good stuff was still in the hands of Red Empire remnants, or buried away in some dark corner. As for written records, they had either been destroyed or mixed into piles of old papers, making verification impossible now.
In any case, the "Krypton" of this universe remained shrouded in mystery. Even if they used the Hubble Space Telescope to observe in Krypton's direction, they could not see the star system surrounded by the "Phantom Zone."
As for how Henry had learned this information, all that could be said was that without Digital Zola guarding S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database, its security might have been stronger than the CIA's database, but only stronger than