He asked, "Is that true?"
Little Hus said, "It's true! That thing has a fragrance, and it's not a faint fragrance. Try adding a point onto it!"
Su Yang looked at the liquid metal in his hand. 'This thing should be equivalent to an egg that hasn't been fertilized, shouldn't it?
'So adding a point onto it wouldn't be considered to be committing murder, would it?'
Su Yang was not spouting nonsense. As a child who grew up in the countryside, he knew that there were two types of eggs laid by hens.
The first type was an ordinary egg, only laid by the mother hen. That type of egg was used to eat, so no matter how it was incubated, it wouldn't produce any chicks.
The second type were eggs that could hatch into chicks. It was eggs that were truly fertilized and lived after something indescribable happened between the rooster and the hen.
