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

A sound of spiral came, and the avenger helicopters came with a large number of working robots.


They can be fully entrusted with the following handling work. The warrior members of the Harry team didn't have to do the following work.


"There are a lot of materials here, and it will take some time to carry them. Everyone, have a rest first!"


Harry said to the team members, clapping his hands.


Lea was the first one to raise her hand and cheer.


Although the members of the fighting team were all very strong, they were really tired after fighting with so many B-level mutants today.


Lea trotted into the chariot and probably went to take a shower.


Ross and James also walked to one side and sat down. James was smoking while bragging to Ross. As the youngest in the group, Ross was always the best listener. No matter how absurd their words were, he would listen with a stunned expression.


Chapter 300 The Feeling of Growing Strength