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

"Alas! Why didn't I buy it before? If there was such a grenade on the bridge, I didn't have to fear the tiger zombie?"


Harry smiled bitterly and put away the grenades. Then he moved all the bullets to the cars.


The team members had been working hard for the past few days. As the team leader, Harry always did his best for the team.


After finishing everything, Harry was so tired that he sweated heavily. Then he walked into the bathroom and took a shower.


The team had been in this shabby factory for several days. Harry had just begun to plan.


Suddenly, he heard familiar footsteps behind him.


Harry was stunned and hurriedly wrapped the towel around his waist. Although the two had sex, they were still a little embarrassed to see each other naked.


"Ha-ha!" Lea poked her head out and said, "I almost fell asleep just now. I heard the sound in your room. What are you doing?"


"Sorry to disturb you!" Harry smiled awkwardly. "We're running out of bullets, so I bought some."


Chapter 67 The Army Suffered Great Losses