I woke up to a strange scene—the familiar cubicle was gone, replaced by floating translucent holographic screens and a tech-lit chamber bathed in soft blue light. Staring at the silvery-gray jumpsuit on my body, I touched the metallic操作台, my throat tightening: Where was I?Pushing open the door, I was stunned—skycraft weaved silently through the air, leaving pale blue energy arcs. The city’s buildings rose like crystalline forests, their surfaces rippling with real-time news, artworks, and residents’ life clips.On the street, people hurried with chips behind their ears, holographic projections flickering as they talked—some debated with global colleagues, others strolled with virtual pets. Bumping into a passerby, I was met with a warm smile: “First time with neural接驳? Need help activating the tutorial?”In a café, robot waiters glided while an elderly man sat in a smart care chair. Its backrest adjusted to his movements as old photos replayed in midair. “Nostalgia mode activated,” the chair chimed. The man’s eyes misted.Following the crowd to a subway station, I entered an underwater dome. Giant mechanical fish swam by, tails shimmering with sparks. A screen announced: “Mars Colony opens ecological tourism—first visitors arrived.” Others ignored it; I clenched my衣角.