(Quick Transmigration) The Host Reports People Every Day

System: There is a kind of Host in this world who is quick-witted and adaptable, smart and brave, and capable of perfectly completing every mission the System assigns. They are called... someone else's Host.

Thinking about my Host makes me want to cry. Every day, she picks fights with heaven, earth, and the air! What's a mission, something you can eat? Her ultimate goal is to take revenge on society. You trash Host, you've ruined my life as a System! Can't I just quit? (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

Excerpts from the worlds the heroine transmigrates into:

Transmigrated as a princess sent to marry into another kingdom, living a life worse than a pig or a dog

Heroine: Why don't I just send this entire tribe to heaven? What was that gunpowder recipe again?

Transmigrated into a world of extreme son preference

Heroine: All right, since you value boys so much and don't treat women like people, I'll make it so you only have boys from now on. No need to thank me.

Transmigrated as the mother of an unfilial son

Heroine: If you don't know how to write the word filial, don't blame me for teaching you what it means to be a child with a mother who's treated like a weed.

Transmigrated as a kidnapped girl

Heroine: A remote, isolated mountain village? Great. It's the perfect place to scream your lungs out, with nobody around to save you.

Transmigrated as a girl bullied at school

Heroine: Hmm, kidnapping the whole class and livestreaming their bullying sounds like a pretty good idea too.