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

After breakfast, the girls packed their things and were ready to go to several major camps to collect materials.


Yesterday, it took them a lot of effort to clean the River District and receive so many survivors. Naturally, they had to collect a lot of materials in several camps. Otherwise, with the current reserve of materials on the farm, it could only support for one week.


It would take a long time for the Harry team to support so many people.


When the team members were cleaning up, Harry walked to the LV3 military chariot alone. He put his legs on the front passenger seat and smoked one cigarette after another.


Harry could smoke, but he wasn't addicted to it. He would smoke one cigarette occasionally to refresh himself. It was rare for him to smoke so much as today.


After packing up, Lea and the others opened the chariot's door and a puff of smoke came into their view.


Chapter 403 Investigation of the River District