#SIREN's Starry Sea

——When the Sirens of Greek mythology start singing "My Future is Not a Dream"

If the sea nymph Sirens from Greek mythology were to change careers to aerospace, it would probably look like the SIREN project—after all, they are originally skilled at using their singing to lead sailors astray, and now they have switched to using the roar of rocket engines to collectively "get lost" in the starry sea, their business transformation can be said to be very smooth.

I heard that the SIREN team has recently developed the "Seafood" spacecraft, which can catch space debris with electromagnetic fishing nets while cultivating salmon inside the cabin. The scene of astronauts chasing fish fillets with chopsticks in a weightless environment can be described as cosmic-level Japanese cuisine performance art. Even more absurdly, the spacecraft AI mimics the Sirens singing: "Oxygen level at 30%, remember to give the life support system a five-star review~"—this is not interstellar travel, it's simply a light-year takeaway service.

But don’t be fooled by these wild ideas. The real goal of SIREN is to turn the moon into a dance garden for humanity, to open underground nightclubs in Martian lava tubes, and to make Pluto a popular interstellar check-in spot. Their ecological dome design allows wheat to dance square dances in radiation zones, and their hydroponic system can teach seaweed to perform synchronized swimming. In a recently leaked concept video, alien cockroaches are seen protesting with glowing signs that say, "Earthlings, please don’t overwork yourselves," fully demonstrating the major breakthroughs in astrobiological research.

While traditional space agencies are still tangled up in fuel ratios, SIREN has already formulated a plan for KTV expansion across the galaxy: soundproofing in the Kuiper Belt, adding mood lights to black holes, and treating supernova explosions as New Year fireworks. After all, in their view, the universe is just an unfinished shell waiting for renovation, and humanity is bound to become the species of contractors.

So next time you gaze at the stars, why not imagine such a future: your great-grandson is delivering space parcels in the Andromeda Nebula, with navigation voice being the Sirens' version of "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style"; Martian real estate agents bombarding Earth with holographic advertisements: "Deposit one moon, and get a Saturn ring viewing balcony upon moving in!" And SIREN's engineers might be installing dimmer switches on the sun—after all, the ultimate meaning of the starry sea is to turn the entire universe into a voice-controlled light show in humanity's playground.