"I look forward to that day!" The two of them smiled at the same time.
Indeed, that goal was within sight yet beyond reach. Even the current Goa Kingdom could not achieve absolute fairness and equality.
But if something could be accomplished so easily, it would have no meaning. This was a dream to begin with—knowing it was impossible, yet doing it anyway.
Just as some people in ancient times believed that a world where everyone could eat their fill and wear warm clothes was an ideal utopia. Thousands of years later, hadn't such a world appeared?
Even though he knew it was impossible, because wherever there were people, there would be conflict, and absolutes were inherently paradoxical, Ryan still wanted to try. Even if he failed in the end, the world would have become a better place by then.
There was nothing wrong with setting the standard higher. Even if compromises had to be made in the end, as long as one worked hard with all one's heart, the result would never disappoint.
Did anyone expect someone who only wanted to fill his own stomach every day to achieve anything great? His ceiling would be just that.
Some said not to aim too high, that keeping one's feet on the ground was the only hard truth. But the fact was, those who ultimately succeeded were all people who dared to dream and dared to act. Neither could be lacking!
Hard work determined one's lower limit, while ambition and vision determined one's upper limit.
For the current Ryan, pursuing an endlessly higher upper limit was what he wanted to do.
With their objective complete, Ryan and the others headed back to the camp.
Yet when they returned, Beli and the others were still drinking!
"Didn't the party end already?" Ryan