Chapter 10 Base Planet

Dr. Daniel Jackson looked at Maybourne, who wore a poorly disguised smile on his face.

"Colonel Maybourne, I believe that an intelligence agency, whose primary function is to maintain security, should be more concerned that our central computer was hacked so easily," General Hammond said diplomatically.

They were in General Hammond's meeting room, in a gathering of his team, Maybourne, and General Hammond, prompted by the information leak about a mission about to take place.

After completing preparations and entering reports into the files, the main computer sent them a mission report under the well-known title "Ally Report." The report contained detailed information about the planet they would visit, including technology that was at least a century ahead of theirs.

Unfortunately, the planet's inhabitants had suffered a bug plague, and all had either died or fled. At the end of the report, it warned that the bugs still infested the planet, posing a biological risk. In addition, their allies offered to provide a biological weapon to decimate the insect population in a few days, allowing them to claim the planet and all its technology. This technology was not like the goa'uld's; it could be more easily adapted to theirs in just a few months of research.

Regarding defense against the goa'uld, this technology was not significant, but concerning the technological development of the planet, entrepreneurs and private companies would want access to these technologies, which required only minor adjustments for use.

Despite this, this report represented a blatant breach of their base's security, and that's why they were having this meeting. Their allies could have sent their report normally, but this was a warning and a way of telling them that their security was still lacking.

"General Hammond, we are doing everything possible to determine the point of infiltration. However, this is advanced technology, and we must also consider that this was done by an ally who has not caused us any harm so far."

"Perhaps we should consider that, despite being a very busy person, as his creations always tell us, he takes the trouble to point out our flaws and offer his help when he deems it necessary," Maybourne excused himself.

Daniel suspected that Maybourne was not doing anything to stop this security breach, as every time something like this happened, the NID benefited. Now they had gained an entire planet, and Maybourne continued to smile, so much that he seemed to be under the influence of some drug.

"Maybourne, did you know that accepting bribes to overlook your work is considered treason?" Jack asked.

"Jack, my work is just as efficient as ever. In fact, I have already reported this matter to the president, and he has ordered us to accept the offer. So you should be doing your own job and capturing one of those bugs for a sample, and our allies will create that weapon for us," Maybourne said, and General Hammond looked at him disapprovingly.

Maybourne had evaded the question and also disregarded General Hammond's authority. Moreover, there was the issue that their allies would not take the risk, and to get a sample, they were sent.

Despite having very advanced technology that would allow them to do it themselves, their allies insisted that they be the ones to collect the insect samples. Of course, they couldn't complain about this, as they would reap the profits in the end.

"Maybourne, I must remind you that this base is under my command, and you cannot plan missions on your own," General Hammond admonished.

"General Hammond, as I told you when I came to this place, I am just an observer with no real authority. I am only here to make reports."

"It was the president who exceeded his authority and made plans. As you know, the Stargate project has yielded incredible results in all areas, leading to involving more people who make life easier for all personnel by providing resources and expediting any procedures," Maybourne explained, subtly hinting that the president was being pressured for more benefits by those who had not yet received a share.

Daniel knew that intelligence agencies and the military were already ecstatic with all the technology they had obtained, giving them a millennia-long advantage over foreign competitors. However, now private companies had also joined the project and were demanding their own benefits.

Daniel shook his head internally. They were now trying to create blueprints to build their own ships because their allies had not forbidden them from studying the two ha'taks that had been improved for them, along with bombers, cargo ships, and death gliders.

"Weren't we talking about a security breach?" Daniel asked. "Besides, what they're building is a biological weapon. Don't you think it's possible that something could go wrong, and we end up erasing ourselves from the face of the planet by messing with things we don't understand?" he added.

"Calm down, Dr. Jackson, we are taking all relevant security measures," Maybourne said.

"I think I heard that same phrase in a movie about an apocalyptic disaster just yesterday," Jack commented. Maybourne shrugged.

"I'm not qualified to comment on works of fantasy, nor do I have time to watch movies," Maybourne replied.

General Hammond shook his head and ended the meeting to communicate with the president and give his report.

…

A few hours later, they were ordered to visit the planet and capture an insect to initiate their allies' plan.

Daniel was grateful to 00 and 03, who had helped him recover his wife and would also take care of the baby Share was expecting, which, according to Teal'c, would be a human goa'uld called Harcesis. But he didn't like that they knew nothing about these allies.

…

A week later, Maybourne's plan had not condemned them all, and now the infected planet was clear, with complete scientific teams studying its technology.

The government had already dealt with the companies, allowing them to research but not reveal anything until the Stargate project was disclosed. For now, this technology would only have a military application to help build ships to face the goa'uld threat.

Their government didn't want to tell the country that at any moment, an extraterrestrial fleet could arrive on Earth to kill them all, and they still had nothing to defend themselves. That would be a disaster.

Now, their allies had reappeared, and this time in person. General Hammond sent them to his meeting room, where his team was, and as usual when their allies were present, Maybourne was omnipresent.

"You've received a message through the portal, marked with a Trinium arrow," 03 said, and it wasn't a question. General Hammond sighed in frustration.

"Yes, your security is still very poor; we barely tried, so keep working on it," 00 said with a faint smile.

"This message is not a threat; we've already read the report. The inhabitants of the planet are tribes without modern technology," Daniel explained, who had already read the report on this incident and didn't want the indigenous people to be taken as enemies.

"Your reports are incorrect because there are two species inhabiting this planet. These humans are protected by the original inhabitants of this world, whose technology allows them to confront the goa'uld. If you don't handle these negotiations properly, a disaster will occur because this species is not pacifist, and if they decide to be aggressive, they won't hesitate to erase this base from this world," 03 explained, and Daniel's heart skipped several beats. That was a significant danger.

"Sir, I recommend going after our people and erasing that address from our computer," advised Jack.

"Sir, I don't think we should do that," said Sam, stepping ahead of Maybourne, who this time didn't have to say anything.

Jack, expecting a comeback from Maybourne, looked at Sam.

"Sir, we need trinium, and on this planet, it freely flows in the rivers. And if our allies are here, it's because we can still, at least, negotiate for this safely," said Sam.

"Carter, let's not lose our heads over a bit of ore; we'll get that metal somewhere else," Jack concluded, and General Hammond nodded.

"That's a shame because these people are truly humble and don't value their mineral resources much. Our Creator was willing to lend them our technology to extract up to ten times the amount of Trinium they would get on their own," 00 said in a neutral tone.

Daniel only had to look at Maybourne, whose eyes gleamed with greed, to know that soon the president would again order them to ignore the danger and plunge headlong.

…

A month after their allies ignored their request for help when an ancient database accidentally downloaded into Jack's head, and he had to seek his own help by contacting the Asgard, the main computer had another report, this time warning them that an SG-10 mission was heading to a black hole.

SG-10 took a week off due to their close encounter with death, but Sam was thrilled with the report and passed it on to her fellow scientists. Soon, the SGC was filled with scientists who would travel to another planet to send a probe and gather all possible data from this event.

According to Sam, the chance to study a black hole up close was something no physicist had the opportunity to do in their lifetime.

…

A few weeks later, their allies once again ignored them when they encountered the wounded Apophis and brought him to Earth. Apophis sought refuge but found the deal proposed by the NID, which involved handing over all his knowledge in exchange for a lifetime confinement in a dark cell, unreasonable.

Daniel also found it unreasonable, and he understood why Apophis would prefer to die. His corpse was delivered to Sokar because he used a particle weapon against the Stargate that the iris couldn't withstand. According to Maybourne, their allies didn't consider Earth to be in any danger. The Tok'ra had the same opinion.

…

Daniel didn't have a good opinion of his allies until a few days ago when he became involved with an old man named Ma'chello on one of their missions through the Stargate. This old man was part of a people extinguished by the goa'uld, captured by them, tortured, and then rescued by the last of his people.

When they found him, the old man was already tired of his fight and just wanted to live a peaceful life, but his body couldn't take it anymore. That's where 00 and 03 intervened, using their technology to create a body for the old man and restoring his youth, so he could spend the rest of his days on Earth. It was his decision if he ever decided to help them in their fight against the goa'uld, and warning the NID to leave him alone if they didn't want to break their alliance.

Daniel still didn't fully trust his unknown allies, but their actions had shown him that they had a moral and ethical foundation, and that was important to him. Daniel no longer complained about the reports that appeared on the main computer and took it as a natural fact, even though the NID and Maybourne still hovered around, like vultures of technology.

…

Korr grimaced after finishing reading the reports and comments from Dr. Daniel Jackson.

In reality, what was happening was because Korr needed Earth to lead the rest of the galaxy on a path of order and was using the USA as an example for all those countries that intended to obtain advanced technology.

His greatest achievement with Earth's progress would be seen soon, as a month ago, he kidnapped a group of guerrilla leaders and terrorists in the African continent and infected them with bionanites, turning them into his puppets. With them, he was creating his own city-building game in the African continent.

His goal was to end wars, racial, religious, and economic conflicts, as well as social divisions. To oversee all this, Korr sent 04, who liked these types of civil projects.

As for the resources needed for a social project involving an entire continent, they were laughable due to Earth's low technological level. They didn't use naquadah, only iron, copper, and other metals that the replicators obtained by the tons in asteroid fields or in the continent's own deposits, where companies would be founded to extract them, generating employment for a stable economy.

All of this was because, as he foresaw, the U.S. government wanted to wait and was not willing to release the technology he had helped them acquire. Therefore, he needed to apply pressure so that they didn't feel secure and rushed to progress, stopping the hiding of things.

If the United States rested on their laurels and prioritized gaining benefits over improving their economy, living conditions, or technological advancement, the entire African continent would surpass them in just a couple of years. And if the current powers didn't care about their administrative order, they would soon be forgotten.

Korr wouldn't bet all his cards on a single country. In fact, the entire African continent was a disaster of wars and conflicts, and that was the ideal place to build something from scratch because people were more willing to accept oppressive laws in exchange for progress and social security…

Korr frowned because there was a large number of reports coming in, along with some hate messages from some of his goa'uld neighbors who were system lords, accusing him of being a treacherous snake, a thief, and someone without honor. Korr made grimace after grimace, wondering what the hell was going on.

Korr had been playing video games while reading Earth's reports, but he had to leave it and transport to his throne. There, 05 and 06 awaited him.

"What's happening?" asked Korr.

"Emperor, we are receiving a significant number of immigrants to different worlds that have sworn allegiance and to the territories of our goa'uld servants. The migration started several hours ago and has not stopped since, so we used satellites to find out what's going on.

"After an hour, we learned that the Tok'ra has been doing free propaganda for us and promoting the Emperor's territory among the goa'uld slaves. They have sparked some rebellions and taken control of the Stargate to mark our planets.

"But this only represents a small percentage of the migrants; the vast majority is led by minor goa'uld lords who have betrayed their lords and brought their slaves to offer their services in exchange for a "superior" host and their own planet to rule, with all the benefits given to other minor goa'uld, especially the Tree of Life, which heals all diseases and ailments of their servants, as well as enhancements to the Jaffa," reported 05.

Korr was stunned and understood why the other system lords were accusing him of being a slippery snake and robbing them.

Korr also knew who was behind all this chaos because the Tok'ra was just a lackey for her. The culprit was Egeria; she wanted to force him to stop idling and start working like a slave to complete her freedom plans.

Of course, this migration wouldn't last long; the system lords would not just insult him, they would get to work to protect the Stargates of their worlds and ensure that their goa'uld vassals did not continue betraying them. But this would also be beneficial for Egeria because the goa'uld lords would need to employ more resources to counteract her plans, leaving them twice as vulnerable as before and with reduced capacity for war.

"That woman is the devil," thought Korr in his mind. "I should have put her in the cargo hold when I had the chance."

Like the rest of the goa'uld lords, he would be very busy with administrative tasks in the coming days thanks to Egeria.

Korr cursed to himself; in a month, the advertising launch of Shaiya, the game he himself had produced and developed, would take place; he didn't have time to work…

"Boss, these immigrants are going around saying they are free men and can leave at any time. We should also take into account that there are a large number of sick people among them. I think they intend to shamelessly take advantage of our social benefits and then leave without providing any service," explained 06.

"Yes, that woman is the devil incarnate," thought Korr. He had said that anyone could leave his territory, and he had no slaves. As his word was like a god's, if he were to back down, he would earn the enmity of his Jaffa troops, who would see him as someone without word and would not trust him.

Korr knew he couldn't afford to lose the trust of the Jaffa because rebellious movements were being created in other territories, and he didn't want it to happen in his own.

On the other hand, his losses would not be great since human servants only dealt with cultivating lands and producing food. His empire had no industrial production because all construction technology and the like were provided by him.

That didn't mean it wouldn't affect him because the paperwork of so many people coming and going would be enormous. It was also more workload for the improved replicators, who were only six because 01 was still asleep. Korr racked his brains; he couldn't break his word, but he couldn't fall into Egeria's plans to force him to work and stop being lazy… Korr smiled.

"We need an AI to handle the administration of human worlds, applying laws and regulations. Also, while it is true that anyone can leave my territory, I never said I would allow someone to take advantage of it.

Those who want to use the social benefits of my territory must have a citizen identification, of at least one year of residence. If they don't have it, as soon as they use any benefit, they have to stay for at least one year," ordered Korr.

The Jaffa would not accept him going back on his words, but they were also practical, and if someone wanted to shamelessly take advantage of the words of their god, they would be willing to be the first to give them a beating.

"Emperor, that will save us a lot of trouble, and I think we can also get at least fifty percent of the people who visit us, but an administrative system that handles so many people, planets, and the administration of industries and commerce will take at least a week to be created and some more to be tested and adjusted," said 05.

"Egeria, it's better that I don't see your round behind in my territory again," thought Korr.

…

A month later, Korr took a deep breath to forget the last month of forced labor thanks to the kindness of Egeria, whom he declared persona non grata in his empire.

He had already reprimanded her by refusing to provide hosts so that she would understand who was in a superior position for a possible alliance, but she had completely ignored him.

Korr had to deal with more than five million immigrants, which meant he needed new planets. There were also the minor goa'uld lords and their Jaffa. He had to take care of everything, along with the improved replicators that were free – 02, 05, and 06 – as 00, 03, and 04 were on Earth, ensuring everything went well there and aiding in the advancement and pacification of the African continent. 01 remained in the suspended animation hold.

In addition to organizing planets, Korr built cities, procured food, increased machinery production, and oversaw their delivery to the new human planets. He also assisted in creating the administrative system that would oversee laws and new records of immigrants and newcomers to the empire. At the end of each day, Korr was exhausted; he had never worked so hard in his life.

But that was it; Korr had fulfilled all his work commitments, and now he was about to have fun because the advertising launch of the game he had created was today.

Korr was transported to his computer room, sitting on his traditional design gamer throne, while a holographic screen unfolded in front of him, connecting to Earth's internet through his telepathic satellite network and to a press conference he had organized through his employees and lawyers for the presentation of his favorite childhood game.

This game was special to him because it was the first MMORPG he had the opportunity to play. It wasn't that the game was particularly good or unmatched; it was pure nostalgia, something from his childhood that he held dear.

When Korr connected, the conference had already started, but not the game presentation. The invited journalists were more interested in the computer used to display the game, a beast compared to its current competitors: twenty terabytes of internal memory, sixty-eight cores, one hundred twenty-eight gigabytes of video, sixty-four of RAM, and a thirty-six-inch 8k screen…

It was a beast for Earth, and all the guests couldn't stop harassing the model hired for the presentation, asking her where they had bought such a beast. The model excused herself, saying it was the work of the company that needed development hardware. In reality, Korr had made it.

After half an hour of questions about the computer, a gigantic screen displayed an introductory video of the game, lasting ten minutes, showcasing Shaiya with Korr's improvements in graphics and gameplay. These changes had evolved into smoother and less cumbersome versions, along with mechanics added in later versions that he remembered.

After the video ended, the guests seemed somewhat disappointed, but Korr knew this would happen and had connected this part to the next, which was showing the model taking the first steps in the game, such as creating an account, creating a character, choosing their race, gender, appearance, and class.

After creating the account and when it was time to enter the game and create the character, the entire audience was shocked for several seconds, and then they began to scream and applaud as they realized that what they had seen in the game presentation were not promotional videos of the characters and their classes, but real gameplay of each character. The graphics they were used to were polygonal, and seeing graphics that looked like high-budget animated 3D movies left them in awe.

The model began playing a copy with bots, acting as players to provide a realistic view of how the game looked. The original Shaiya was a small game, created for a few hundred people playing on one server; it was not a game designed to host crowds. But the Shaiya that Korr had created had a map a thousand times larger, individual dungeons to prevent overcrowding, realistic cities, NPCs with outstanding artificial intelligence participating in the game and having a daily routine, their own homes, and jobs.

This didn't mean he had created a realistic version of the game because it was still the same game with monsters appearing out of nowhere, characters moving against the laws of physics, magic, spectacular battles, and everything else. Korr didn't want to make his favorite game realistic; he just wanted to improve it in terms of graphics, game space, and the gameplay mechanics seen in its latest updates, excluding the new maps and levels he planned to update each year.

Korr observed the crowd's wild reaction as the model showed the character's first steps and completed beginner quests to discover how to level up by killing monsters and completing missions, explaining the gameplay mechanics and all the things Korr had added, such as an alchemy branch for all premium items like resurrection runes, healing brews, critical hit brews, and other premium items.

Shaiya had always been a pay-to-win game, but Korr wanted everyone to play this game and have the chance to progress and be competitive. So, he increased the drop rate of armor and weapons, reduced boss times, and nerfed those that were too brutal, only for players to spend money to defeat them and obtain armor and weapons. Those who wanted to gear up faster would have the opportunity to pay other players for it, as trading was a vital part of the game, but they wouldn't be the only ones able to gear up since this game was funded by him and didn't need donations.

Another thing that bothered him about the original Shaiya was the bugs, crashes, and favoritism from programmers and administrators who did illegal things for their friends in the game, such as linking items that couldn't be linked and other cheats that gave some players overwhelming power just for being friends with the GMs.

Korr had designed AI to handle the functions of a GM. He had also added a section against thieves and scammers, giving them harsh punishments within the game…

…

A report arrived, Interrupting his break, but this was a report he was expecting—the arrival of one of his probes on a goa'uld world with a volcanic moon, which was Sokar's current base.

Sokar was far from him in Apophis's former territories, but Korr was interested because Sokar appeared in the original history, and he had made his appearance a month ago, but as he was busy with the issues caused by Egeria, he wasn't paying attention to that report.

It wasn't too important either, but he couldn't ignore it because Sokar was a conqueror, much like Anubis. He didn't follow the rules and killed indiscriminately to build his army, causing the deaths of minor lords and seizing their ships, which became Sokar's domain.

This allowed him to amass forces and resources at a rapid pace, and as he had introduced naquadriah himself, he wanted to see if there was any variation in the information he knew from the future, so he sent a satellite to his territory.

This satellite had already arrived and started transmitting the psychic signal to his satellite network. Fortunately for him, Sokar had a known address, as he had conquered his home world, and Korr, as a system lord, already knew this information.

Korr reviewed Sokar's current fleet surrounding the planet. This was his personal fleet, and in just a year and a half or a little more since Ra's death, he already had a fleet of almost thirty ha'taks in his personal force. As always, stealing was more beneficial than working, and Sokar, like him, was a thief, albeit one with quite violent methods.

Unlike him or Anubis, Sokar's goal was within the goa'uld themselves. He was a thief with modest ambitions, nothing compared to Anubis, who devised a master plan to deceive an ascended being, ascend, and gain their knowledge. Then, after obtaining a deal with the ascended to allow interference with mortals, he pursued ancient technology, enhancing goa'uld ship weapons, hyperdrive, and shields with them. He also discovered some relics.

Sokar didn't seem interested in these things, and despite using a clever weapon against Earth, what interested him was goa'uld technology and the system lords.

Korr scanned his ships and was slightly surprised because they had energy sources made of naquadriah. They barely tapped into ten percent of naquadriah's potential, but they were very stable, and at that level, they would already surpass a common ha'tak about seven times in speed. The strength of the weapons would increase a bit, but the shields remained goa'uld shields and were quite poor.

His own ha'taks with one hundred percent performance in their energy source could barely stand against three common ha'taks. Sokar's, at most, could face one and emerge victorious, but the speed advantage was something that couldn't be ignored, as he was using it to steal more ships and conquer more worlds, and the forces of the neighboring system lords were in trouble because they had been idling, and seeing that stabilizing naquadriah was difficult, they didn't seem to be in a hurry to investigate it.

Korr grimaced; if he didn't control this situation, it would spiral out of control, and Sokar would become a game-changer. Sokar, unlike the system lords, was a militarist and loved amassing armies. He wouldn't stop at theft, and now the speed of his ships would threaten the system lords neighboring his territories. The most affected would be Herur-ur, who was his enemy. Also, Apophis, but he had already captured him, and as he didn't have much to steal from him, it wasn't important.

Korr pondered what to do. Thanks to Egeria, he only received hate messages from the other system lords, and he didn't want to waste time listening to their complaints. That senile old man Yu was also someone who opposed underhanded tactics like the ones Egeria had used in his name, and he would surely start scolding non-stop, wasting hours of his valuable time on a matter that should only take minutes.

No, he couldn't call the system lords; this required a subtle and traditional tactic. Korr made a couple of calls, and a few seconds later, a pair of his goa'uld lords were responding.

One was a man with Middle Eastern features and light eyes, and the other, a black man with a statuesque body.

"Nerul, Mot, I'm sending you information about an upgrade to the system lords' ha'taks based on naquadriah. Contact every goa'uld you can and tell them you've stolen it from me. No matter if they trade it for a kilo of naquadah, I want every goa'uld with a ha'tak to get this information, starting with Herur-ur," ordered Korr.

Mot and Nerul blinked once, but they didn't hesitate for more than a second.

"My lord, it shall be done!" they both said, and Korr nodded, closing the communication. This would slow down Sokar's advance and rebalance things, so he returned to his own projects…

Korr was interrupted by another alarm, a call from 00. Korr answered it.

"Creator, I have identified a threat," said 00.

"Explain," ordered Korr.

"A month ago, a creature infiltrated the SGC, so we were monitoring it to understand its intentions. Now, it has brought an ambassador to the location, claiming that some radicals of its kind are preparing to commit terrorist acts on human planets to eliminate them, so that the goa'uld no longer have hosts. This species calls itself Reetou, and they appear to be an insectoid species.

"The threat they pose is that, naturally, their bodies undergo a kind of phase change that not only makes them invisible to human eyes or most species in this galaxy but also gives them some immunity to projectile weapons. That could make it easier for them to infiltrate our defenses, especially if they follow our troops through the portal.

"That's why I've contacted you because at this moment, the SGC is calling us and asking for help. Should we intervene?" asked 00.

Korr frowned. He remembered this species; SG1 had dealt with them. In reality, they weren't evil; there were extremists among them, which wasn't surprising, considering that the system lords bombed their planet and almost wiped them out.

Their technology wasn't very advanced, but it was potent enough to cause significant disasters and completely destroy their cities if something went wrong. Korr didn't want to take risks.

"00, respond and personally take care of this matter. Send those who are a threat to the cargo hold. The rest is in your hands. Take 03 as reinforcement and order the closure of the portals in our territory until this situation is resolved," ordered Korr.

…

"It shall be done," said 00 and closed the communication, thinking about how to handle this issue.

…

00 called 03, who always dealt with situations involving humans alongside her. There was also 04, whom the Creator had assigned to Earth to build an empire in the territory known as the African continent, but 04 was just a miserable slacker, and 00 didn't trust him. If this threat caused any harm in the Creator's territory, the blame would fall on her; this wasn't something to be taken lightly.

…

Ten minutes after the SGC called, 00 and 03 arrived at the location. In the portal room, General Hammond and SG1 were waiting for them, informing them that they were expecting other allies, so they should wait a bit longer.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man with a half-bald head crossed the portal. 00 squinted at him.

"Do you know each other?" asked Colonel O'Neill, raising an eyebrow. 00 nodded, as this man was a tok'ra, and they had been declared persona non grata by the Creator in all his territory. The tok'ra also looked at her cautiously.

In reality, they weren't enemies, and the queen of these tok'ra should have already communicated the plans of her Creator for Earth, so they were keeping an eye on the place.

"Our current leader has informed us about them," said the tok'ra using the voice of a goa'uld, taking control of his host.

"The Creator also has no issues with them," said 00.

The Creator wanted to use the tok'ra as his tool, to be one of the powers that maintained order when the goa'uld fell, but these tok'ra had the same plan for him, so the alliance couldn't be realized, and now they were on their own.

Their Creator had planned to provide them suitable hosts, but that was also disrupted by the actions of their queen, and the Tok'ra had to continue seeking hosts, as was the case with this human in front of her. He belonged to this planet and became a host because he suffered from a genetic disease that would condemn him to death, so the Tok'ra were his salvation.

"It's good to know that. Now, please accompany us. I believe we have uninvited guests to confirm," said General Hammond.

The Tok'ra and she nodded, being led to a room in the infirmary, where they were attending to a child with severe genetic problems, and the individual of the Reetou species, which was why 00 was there. She had to gather information about this threat and eliminate it.

"Can you see me?" asked the creature, which looked like a six-legged spider with a torso similar to a thin male human with a head with six eyes. 00 nodded because she had already studied their language.

The Tok'ra, who showed some agitation due to the presence of the species, and the members of the Stargate Command looked at her, but 00 ignored them because she had a serious mission on hand.

"Earlier, you mentioned that a group of yours was planning to attack human worlds. Many worlds under my care have large human populations, so these infiltrators pose a danger to us. Tell me where they are, and as a reward, I'll give you a planet where no goa'uld will bother you or your kind, so you can go back to your lives in peace," 00 offered.

00 could enter its mind and download the information she sought, but her Creator's laws were strict, and that was only allowed with criminals and extreme situations. If this individual refused to negotiate, risking the security of the Creator's empire, then she would proceed to take action against him.

"Who are you?" asked the Reetou.

"An ally who can provide you security. If you want to know more, come with me; I'll show you some of our planets," said 00.

"That is acceptable," said the Reetou and approached to speak with the child, who began to cry when its creator told it that it would leave.

"Farewells are not necessary; you can take him with you to your new planet, in case they accept our deal," 00 offered. She wouldn't be happy either if someone tried to separate her from the Creator.

"He is human; he wouldn't be comfortable with our kind, and due to our physiognomy and way of life, he is also very different. Besides, he won't live much longer, so it's better that he spends his last moments with his own kind," said the Reetou with regret.

The child understood all his words but didn't show any alarm.

"I understand," said 00, and she approached the child to touch its forehead and introduce a load of bionanites.

"He will be fine in an hour; we will take him to the palace of our Creator. There are many children there with whom he can play, and he can also visit his new planet," said 00, and both the child and the Reetou seemed content. 00 smiled and transported the three of them to the portal room.

…

Samantha Carter blinked as she saw 00 disappear.

"She's very good at ignoring people," said Daniel to 03, who was more sociable and still there. 03 smiled.

"00 takes the missions of our God very seriously, and this species could pose a danger to the worlds that make up our territory, as there are millions of humans on them," explained 03. They had met three of these allies, and each of them called their leader by a different name.

"I guess that's a good thing? And when can we talk to your boss?" asked Colonel O'Neill.

"You can refer to him as the emperor, and he only deals with the affairs of his servants in person; he doesn't handle foreign affairs, that's our job. The Emperor is a very busy person," said 03. His father rolled his eyes, and Colonel O'Neill looked at him.

"They have the power to deal with the goa'uld, and they don't," Selmak said disapprovingly. Then her father regained control and grimaced.

"Actually, if they did, the weight of the galaxy would be on their shoulders, and this emperor and his people see no benefit in that," her father said with a sigh. 03 nodded.

"The Tok'ra seem not to understand this point, and they have caused some trouble for our god recently," 03 said seriously.

It seemed there had been a slight impasse between them and the Tok'ra.

"I have already advised our new leader about it, and we will wait," her father said.

"I will inform my god about it; perhaps he is willing to pay to maintain peace. His current leader has caused him some headaches, and he will surely appreciate having some peace and not worrying about her interference in our territory," 03 said. Then he looked at them.

"We'll meet again on another occasion," 03 bid farewell.

"Thank you for your help," General Hammond said, and 03 nodded and disappeared in a flash.

"So?" Colonel O'Neill said, raising an eyebrow.

"These people rule a very powerful empire and are the current major power in the galaxy, but their leader doesn't want anything to disturb their peace, and they are not interested in a war against the goa'uld. However, they also consider Earth a very important place for them, so they will always keep an eye on you.

"They could give you the technology to face the goa'uld, but this could also be a danger to Earth in Selmak's opinion," her father said.

Samantha felt somewhat uncomfortable because, in fact, their allies had already given them a bunch of technology, including two fully equipped ha'taks with four al'kesh bombers, three tel'taks, and twenty-four death gliders, all far superior to goa'uld ships.

All these gifts were free, and they could investigate everything they wanted from these ships and their upgrades, and they even came with an instruction manual, indicating what they could and couldn't do in their research to prevent accidents.

They had been researching these ships for almost a year now, and they already had a construction blueprint for them because they had also been given supercomputers to design them, with which they could create blueprints.

Now, they had also gained access to a planet whose technology was about a hundred years more advanced than theirs, and they were adapting it to create their own model of ships on a smaller scale, as the goa'uld ha'tak class was a huge waste of resources, and they didn't have hundreds of worlds like the goa'uld to extract them from.

On the other hand, the NID had stolen their own Stargate and made some incursions in the last month, which had earned them another ha'tak that their allies improved, their own refinery, and…

Her father stared at her, and Samantha tensed. He knew her well and already knew she was hiding something.

"Jacop, these are Earth matters," General Hammond hurried to intervene. Her father made a face.

"Just don't get involved in anything dangerous," her father said, looking at her with concern. Samantha nodded. "Well, since I'm here, we should go out for something to eat," her father proposed and looked at General Hammond.

"Go ahead," General Hammond said, giving him permission to leave the base.

Samantha supposed he would try to extract information from her, but with Maybourne around, and without even knowing if the waiter who would serve them was one of his agents, she wouldn't risk saying anything.