Harry traveled to the apocalypse world and was besieged by zombies! When he was on the verge of death, the divine-level refit system descended!
Refit the car and run over the zombies!
Refit pistol to the submachine gun! Da! Zombie guys, let me send you to heaven!
The sniper rifle was changed into a cannonball! Zombies perished!
The refitted tank soared into the sky! Refitted missiles! A precise blow!
The weapons were continuously upgraded, and the power was getting stronger and stronger!
If you were poor, you could use tactics; if you were rich, you could blow up!
Were you jealous? Envy?
Join Harry's team and make sure that there are enough bullets and food!

Doomsday: I Can Refit Divine-level Equipment

With a muffled sound, Harry passed with a primary mutated zombie. The mutated zombie trembled, and its head flew into the air.


Then, several bullets shot from the armored car, piercing through its heart.


The mutated zombie, who had just completed its evolution, lost its life and fell to the ground.


Harry shook off the blood on his dagger and ran back to the car.


Since the Harry team set out, they had killed more than 100 zombies.


The training in the past few days worked. Ordinary zombies could no longer pose any threat to the team.


Lily took back her rifle and filled it with more bullets.


"The zombies in the city had decreased. It seems that the survivors' camps had been working hard during our recuperation!"


Chapter 58 The Awareness of Getting Hands Dirty