A giant broccoli known as the Divine Tree grows in the middle of the city and looks down upon Seasoning City. It's time to fill out surveys about career paths at Salt Middle School and the students are filled with various feelings. While they all talk about their hopes and dreams, Mob can't seem to think of anything himself.
Well... I can't think of anything.
في الواقع... لا يخطر على ذهني أيّ شيء
Bah,
Beh, io...
Bem... Eu não consigo pensar em nada.