On the distant red planet, Mars City is the warm tentacles of human civilization extending out to the universe. There is no blue sea here, but there are streets built with red earth; there is no wind blowing on your face, but there are human fireworks flowing under the dome.
From the initial metal cabin to today's residential community, it used robot welding to light up the first lamp, used 3D printed walls to surround the first furnace, and used the warmth of hundreds of thousands of hands to turn the dust of a foreign land into the soil of its hometown.
Here, every piece of red soil hides the care of the earth - it may be the flower seeds planted by grandma on the window sill, it may be the good night delayed by five seconds in the communicator, it may be the cry in the vegetable market to exchange Mars peppers for earth pickles. Outside the dome is the silent universe, and inside the dome is the boiling life: children are chasing robots across the playground, old people are drying quilts brought by the earth under simulated sunlight, and engineers are looking at star maps to plan the next path to the stars.
It is more than just a city. It is a place where human beings turn loneliness into poetry. It is the coordinate where the heartbeats of two planets meet. It is the best explanation of the saying "The universe is far away, but home is very close".
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
