I Can Inscribe Talismans on Anything, and I've Ruined the World

[Feel-good power fantasy + urban high martial arts + spiritual energy technology + fantasy adventure + trope subversion + comedy and snark + talismans]

In the Rift Era, spiritual energy technology monopolizes everything.

The authorities see "Concept Talisman Masters" as walking sources of contamination, and I am the most powerful source of contamination of all.

All I want is to pursue the ultimate in comfort.

So I started "optimizing" the world:

Food delivery e-bike → [Spiritual Energy Boost Talisman]: Its exhaust spews a rainbow of colors, leaving the Martial Alliance's hovercraft armored cars in the dust!

Cheap wet wipes → [Concept Cleaning Talisman]: Earth-tier corrosive fluid? One wipe and it's gone! I even buffed the aloof team leader's tactical boots until they were gleaming!

Secondhand phone → [Forced Dance-Off Talisman]: An Earth-tier puppet envoy suffers instant public humiliation, with the mental pollution intensity cranked up to 300%!

An 80-million-yuan store treasure? One [Price Inflation Reversal Talisman] and it's worth 25 yuan.

The Martial Alliance, Sky Dome Corporation, and the Earthcore Clans all see me as a thorn in their side.

Me: "Don't mess with me. I just want to deliver food in peace."

"What? The Martial Alliance headquarters ordered a fried chicken family bucket?"

"Sure. I'll 'deliver' their entire base straight into the sky!"