National Asset: The Marvelous Tyler Wood

“Master Tyler,” said James, bowing his head low.

“It has been five long years that you have been here, and today is your final day in this place. We, your five subordinates, have taken it upon ourselves to see you through and accompany you out to wherever you might be going. We also wish to tell you of our progress since our first meeting four years ago.”

Without wasting time, James pulled out a golden card that gleamed in the sun.

“Master, this is my greatest achievement,” he said. “This card grants access to every place in ABK City — every building, event, or private area. It opens all doors.”

He offered it with both hands.

Then Tyler accepted with a small nod.

Immediately Michael stepped forward, holding a black card.

“Master,” he said, emotion in his voice, “when I was dying, you healed me. This is Classic Bank card with one billion dollars on it. Just activate it at the bank. Please accept my offering.”

Tyler nodded again.

Then Commander William stepped up with a sharp salute.

“Doctors gave up on me, but you saved my life. Now I’m Great Commander. I owe it all to you. If you ever need security, one call and I’ll send over a thousand elite soldiers by your side.”

Immediately he knelt on one knee.

Then Robert stepped forward.

“Master, your formulas saved my life — and with it,  we built a pharmaceutical company. We now have 500 branches worldwide and make billions monthly. I've made you the true owner with 70% shares.”

At that moment Tyler raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t 70% too much?”

“ Master I wanted you to have 100%!, it would be done immediately”

Tyler smiled. “No, 70% is enough.”

Finally, David opened a briefcase and held out a document.

“ Master you saved me, gave me the idea that built a trillion-dollar company. I’ve been running it in my name, but it was always yours. This is the transfer. Please sign it.”

At that moment Tyler looked at his loyal students —

Then at the gifts and document, then at the five men who owed him their lives.

He was impressed by all they had accomplished.

“You have done well,” Tyler told David with pride in his eyes.

Then he took the document and pen from David and signed his name on the transfer of ownership papers. He handed it back with a small smile.

“Thank you, but I want you to keep running the company,” Tyler said. “I don't want to be involved in the day-to-day business right now.”

At that moment he face everything of them.

“Remember my identity should be kept a secret.”

Hearing those words all five men bowed their heads with deep respect, they understand Tyler words of keeping his identity, but they still want to accompany him out of the supreme Forrest.

“Master can we please just accompany you out of this place”

David said.

Immediately Tyler shook his head gently.

 “I don't want anyone to come with me,” he said in a quiet voice. “I need some quiet time with my wife and mother and the rest of my family. Five years is a long time to be away from them.”

He looked at each of his loyal students.

“Continue the good work you are doing. If I need any of you for anything, I will call for you.”

Immediately the five men didn't argue with their master's wishes. They knew better than to question his decisions. They bowed their heads once more and walked away without another word.

They headed back through the part of the forest that Tyler had cleared of all spirit beings. What had once been filled with dangerous creatures and magical obstacles was now just an ordinary forest with tall trees and singing birds.

After they left, Tyler stood alone on the mountain path. He looked up at the bright blue sky above him. White clouds drifted by slowly. A gentle breeze touched his face.

“It's time to go home now,” he whispered to himself.

Not long after Tyler walked out of the dark woods of the Supreme Forest. the Sunlight touched his face after five long years in that special place. Not many people got to train there - only the best medicine teachers and a few chosen students.

Now Tyler stood at the edge of the Forest, observing the bright sky with a measured gaze.

At that moment he heard someone crying.

With unhurried movements, he turned his attention to the sound - a car on the road and a young lady in nice clothes looking scared. From  the look of things he could tell she was in problem.

Then Tyler approached with measured steps, his presence calm and purposeful despite his appearance.

“What seems to be troubling you?" he asked, his voice steady and assured.

The lady turned to him. She was pretty and looked ready to grab his arm for help.

But then she truly saw him. Tyler didn't look like other people anymore. His old clothes had big holes. His hair was untamed and soiled. Black dirt covered his face. He didn't even have shoes - his feet were bare from walking in the Forest.

Immediately the lady's eyes widened with fear.

Then she stepped away from Tyler as if he might harm her.

Immediately she yelled even louder for someone else to come save her, ignoring his presence entirely.

“Somebody please help!!”

Tyler remained perfectly still, his expression betraying nothing of his thoughts. Then he heard someone cough. The sound came from inside the car.

He looked through the car window and saw an older man bent over in pain. White foam spilled from his mouth.

Without changing his composed demeanor, Tyler stated simply, “Your companion is suffering from  poisoning.” His assessment was delivered with the certainty of someone who had seen such symptoms countless times before.

He moved toward the sick man with deliberate purpose.

Immediately the young lady jumped in front of him.

“Stay away from my Grandfather, you beggar!” she yelled. Her eyes were angry and scared.

However Tyler didn't flinch at her accusation. His face remained a mask of calm authority as he regarded her.

“Please somebody help us, he's trying to steal from us!!” Again she screamed for assistance.

Tyler stood perfectly still. His eyes, clear and penetrating, assessed the situation with the practiced eye of someone who had faced far greater challenges than a frightened woman's distrust.

“You don't have enough time to be accusing someone, your grandfather has approximately twenty minutes before the poison causes irreversible damage,” he stated.

“The choice of whether I treat him is yours to make.”

However, the lady said nothing. Tyler made no move to push past her either,  He simply waited, his patience evident in his stillness.

“Go away!” she yelled.

The lady finally looked at Tyler properly, her eyes full of doubt.

“How can you be a doctor? Look at you! You're just a homeless man, a homeless beggar trying to trick us.”

She took a deep breath as her face filled with worry.

“We don't need your help please leave, I  believe, someone else would definitely come drive us to Dapplewood to see the miracle doctor.”

Tyler listened without interruption, his face betraying no frustration or urgency. When she finished, he simply nodded once in acknowledgment of her concerns.

“You seek the doctor from the Supreme Forest,” he observed, his voice carrying quiet authority. “The one they call the miracle doctor.”

At that moment he glanced at the dying man, then back to the woman with unwavering eyes.

“I am the miracle doctor,” Tyler stated simply. No defensiveness colored his tone, only the quiet confidence of someone stating an obvious truth.

Then he gestured toward the old man.

“Your grandfather is suffering from poisoning, the symptoms are distinctive. You have two choices - wait for your miracle doctor to arrive, or allow me to treat him now.”