As soon as Wu Cheng said this, the students all looked over.

"It's like this again." A classmate said.

"The refining materials are not enough." He sighed.

"It's assigned to other classes." Some people guessed.

"It goes without saying." The person next to him answered.

Luo Bi didn't understand what was going on at first, but after listening to the students' discussions, he probably knew the situation. The Dou Zhan class was lagging behind, and the Dou Zhan slag did not get good grades, so the refining resources were robbed by other classes.

Robbie: "..."

In the past, the fighting class had insufficient knowledge and few refining materials, but now it is better, and if it is robbed by other classes, the refining resources that the academy can allocate are even less, only two boxes.

Is the box containing refining materials big? It's not big! One can imagine how many refining materials there are.

Luo Bi still remembered that she followed her to the storage room of the fighting class to carry refining materials, one box after another, although it was still less than other classes, it was definitely not two boxes of refining materials.

Since the allocation from the college is not enough, we can only place our hopes on the class warehouse.

Liuqin is not the tutor of a class, she doesn't care, Wu Cheng and Xue Zhijiao discussed it, so they had to go to the class warehouse and bring a box of refining materials, so that today's refining class can almost be passed.

Robbie looked at it and said, "So few?!"

"A lot." The faces of the students at the front desk didn't change a bit, they stared at the boxes containing the refining materials and said, "It used to be less, only two boxes, and today I moved one box from the class warehouse."

The other students were also staring at the box containing the refining materials with twinkling eyes, and they all showed joy. Compared with before, they were already very content, and there was an extra box.

Luo Bi was not optimistic: "Can one person get a furnace of refining materials?"

Guan Tingting, who was sorting out the refining materials with drooping pigtails, raised her head. She was most afraid of Liuqin. Ever since Liuqin yelled that loudly, Guan Tingting had lost her sense of presence.

The front desk also froze for a while, considering that Luo Bi rarely came to the academy, he turned around and sorted out the refining materials, and explained: "One person is still divided into one furnace? How can such a good thing happen, our fighting class is not a powerful class , it would be nice to share with you.”

The refining materials were also put down at the back table, and he ran over and said, "Luo Bi, you haven't been to the academy for a long time, and you probably have quite a lot of refining materials, so you don't have to worry about not having enough."

After finishing speaking, the child ran back again, Guan Tingting bowed his head and continued to work.

The front desk said calmly, "I can also share a batch of refining materials."

Guan Tingting whispered, "I don't have any."

Luo Bi looked at the box containing the refining materials and didn't care about these things, as long as it was hers, the strength of the fighting squad was not as good as others, and the refining materials were probably robbed once or twice, who cares about this!

Over there, Wu Cheng had already opened the cardboard box, and the gifted students left their positions to pick out refining materials.

Today, the fighting class is no longer an elementary class, and you can choose any refining course, as long as you have the ability, you can refine the array, refine the array, refine the array, or refine the elixir.

However, Liuqin had something to say first: "The refining materials are applied from the academy, and half of the refined items must be given to the academy. If it is a relatively high-level array or elixir, the academy will pay 80%."

It means that there are not too many good things in the academy, and only a small part of the bad things will be fine.

Robbie poked the classmate in front: "Aren't the colleges stupid?"

The front desk turned around and said hastily, "Let's talk later." He was busy.