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These new generations of Delivermon are ready and willing to brave the shallows, swimming deep into the waters and finding new suspiciously familiar species. A wealth of new ideas floods their mind from these waters, and they look westward. To the lands on the other side of the strait.
Meanwhile, the original Delivermon enter the scraplands to their south, and find themselves unable to grip into the soil beneath. Too hardy, and too toxic. No ideas are to be found here by them.
