Duel Academy had a packed curriculum.
There really was no math, physics, or chemistry like at ordinary schools, nor did it teach literature or history.
At an academy whose motto included training professional duelists, making students memorize the periodic table would have been something of a waste of class time.
They studied Duel Tactics, deck building, Monster Ecology, card history, Duel Disk maintenance, practical drills, and card making.
Even when math occasionally appeared, it was mostly used to calculate attack points, Life Points, and expected damage.
When physics appeared, it was usually about studying how to keep the impact of solid projections from tearing up the marble floor in the spectator stands.
When history appeared, it began with the Pharaohs of ancient Egypt brawling in the streets with stone tablets three thousand years ago.
The entire education system stood out for having one clear goal:
After graduation, you could be ignorant of calculus, but you absolutely could not fail to read your opponent's face-down cards.
What interested Yūki most was Daitokuji's Card Alchemy workshop.
The alchemy classroom was on the west side of the teaching building. Rows of transparent flasks lined the windowsills, with colored bubbles gurgling inside.
The cabinets along the wall were filled with all sorts of bizarre mineral powders, plant extracts, and blank card bases. At the very back stood a card press engraved with ancient alchemical array patterns.
The moment Jaden entered, he went straight to a table, his eyes shining.
"Professor Daitokuji! Can we really make a card ourselves with this stuff?"
Holding a strangely patterned cat as fat as a winter melon, Daitokuji stood beside the lectern with a beaming smile.
"In theory, yes, meow."
"Making cards requires materials, rule circuits, monster information, and, most importantly, compatibility."
"If even one of those components is