Zoo animals don’t get to decide what their cage looks like.
Maybe you value freedom of movement — too bad, the unruly humans start killing each other when they stray too far from home, so now you get a 10 mile radius.
Maybe you value the environment or other species - too bad, the most efficient way to serve humanity is to toss them into the meat grinder.
Maybe you’re not interested in the one-way Mars mission - too bad, we need to expand society and your name popped up in the lottery.
And maybe, at the end, the benevolent aligned mother figure realizes that it’s much easier to create lives of endless bliss by doing the matrix instead of keeping the real world habitable.
Maybe these are all net positive on your utilitarian value function of choice. All I can say is I hope you and your people fucking lose.