Pokémon came into being in all sorts of ways. In theory, Regirock was like the other members of the Toilet Family: Regigigas had shaped them from different elements, using itself as a model.
As for exactly how many Regigigas had made, someone would have to ask it.
Rumble, rumble. Regirock walked across the rocks that had lifted it out, its joints rumbling with every step and giving off dull, heavy sounds.
After sleeping for so long, it seemed bewildered. Its H-shaped lights blinked on and off, giving no hint of what it was thinking.
The yellow sand filling the sky felt unfamiliar, while the familiar starry sky stirred a trace of memory.
"Regi."
Xin Mu and the others also came into Regirock's view, but it merely glanced their way before looking away again. It seemed to have no intention of bothering with these little people.
Meanwhile, Xin Mu and the others were simply recording Regirock's every movement with a video camera. This was all valuable material that could be used for research.
"Sol-hmm?"
At that moment, Absol was also running across the Gobi Desert. It seemed to know what was happening here and had already been heading their way for some time.
Seeing that Regirock had awakened, it began communicating with it.
"Rotom, can you translate what they're saying?"
"Roto, I'm working on it..."
Advances in modern technology had undoubtedly been a huge step forward in humanity's understanding of Pokémon, especially after the creation of special mechanical bodies suitable for Rotom gave it the ability to speak.
A suitable Rotom could serve as an interpreter, helping people better understand what other Pokémon were saying.
Of course, that required the Pokémon speaking to have a fairly high level of intelligence. If they were like the Oddish in Xin Mu's backyard, which