I'm a Female Cannon Fodder: Quick Transmigration

The heroine has a protagonist’s halo, an interesting soul, and is loved by everyone she meets. The female supporting character is born rich and beautiful, with top-tier hardware and software. The female cannon fodder has nothing but her face. Xiao Yao transmigrates into the role of the female cannon fodder. Fortunately, she has a brain. Reading Guide: 1. I update daily, so you can start reading with confidence. 2. A brainless, feel-good power fantasy, with all the melodrama, dog blood, and golden fingers you could want. 3. The author’s writing is still improving, so please be gentle. 4. The first story was my first attempt, so it’s too long, the characters are rather one-dimensional, and there’s a lot of melodrama. Read at your own risk! Readers say the second story onward is very satisfying, so feel free to dive in. Of course, you’re not obligated to subscribe, so please don’t misunderstand. 5. No unsolicited writing advice, please. A new story is here! Please add it to your collection and support me The Max-Level Expert Rules the Scumbag Livestream Also known as: My Daily Face-Slapping in the Scumbag Livestream and The Heroine Strikes Back World 1: Transmigrated into a female singer whose career crashes at the scene of a car accident World 2: Transmigrated into a fussy, spoiled military wife in a period novel Synopsis 1: The max-level expert Gui Ziyao becomes an unlucky original heroine, used by a reborn heroine to grind experience. She also has a scumbag livestream System installed in her. The scumbag livestream System keeps stacking debuffs on her, lowering her intelligence, emotional intelligence, morality, health, and luck, all to make it easier for her to get humiliated. Gui Ziyao: Heh. She exploits every loophole to unleash one face-slapping move after another. Scumbag Livestream: Boss, you’re amazing! Synopsis 2: The people of a highly advanced fifth-level civilization have grown tired of technology and artificial creations, and now worship nature and authenticity. People no longer make films. Instead, they implant debuff traits into the natives of primitive, undeveloped planets and have them act out the joys and sorrows of life themselves, for the most realistic possible portrayal. The most popular performances among the interstellar public are stories of conquest. They’re the sort where bones and teeth fly everywhere, blood and brain matter spray in all directions, and everyone’s hormones surge. But one day, a beauty who had fought her way up from the lowest form of soap-opera melodrama suddenly appeared in a conquest story. The interstellar public: ???? A little rabbit who pulls hair has wandered into a pack of wolves. Isn’t she just asking to be devoured? Theme: