I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 972 - 1061: This Egg Is Quite Interesting

Jing Shu’s heart started pounding rapidly. When Su Malie said that, she knew this thing was extraordinary.

Moreover, Su Malie, the goddess of luck, would never be wrong.

Su Malie: "You know, every time I give you something, I always get what I want in return, darling. Isn’t that fate?"

Seeing Su Malie say that, Jing Shu burst into laughter: "That’s right, it happens every time. So, Mary, don’t tell me not to bring you gifts when I go back. There must be something in there that you especially want."

Su Malie: "Exactly, that’s what I think too. So, Ah Zhu, don’t ask me what it is because I don’t know either, haha. You can research it yourself, but I’m sure you’ll like it. When you figure it out, don’t forget to thank me."

Jing Shu: "Okay."

Then Jing Shu opened more chat windows. Being the "Water Master" means giving everyone equal attention, and she shared the strange and bizarre things from the past few days in the family chat group for everyone to enjoy.

Especially this egg, which caught the attention of the Jing family.

Grandma Jing (voice): "Oh my, if this egg hatches, it’ll feed us for a long time, won’t it?"

Mr. Jing: "Girl, the farm has also produced some strange livestock lately. We don’t know if it’s due to the apocalypse radiation or something else, but they’ve all been taken for research by the authorities."

Grandpa (voice): "Foreign eggs are indeed bigger than ours. Granddaughter, bring it back for Grandpa, and I’ll make tiger skin eggs for you."

Jing Shu laughed and chatted a bit more with Su Malie.

Su Malie: "Jing Shu, you have no idea how bad the air quality has been in the South Sea recently, always reeking of rotten eggs. We installed over a dozen purifiers at home, but it’s still so smelly."

Isn’t that how it is? The disasters ahead are about to arrive!

Jing Shu replied: "It’s not just the South Sea, it’s like that all over the country. Where I am in the Middle East, it smells even worse. The fermented smell of rotten eggs mixed with fart, it confuses me every day."

Su Malie: "That’s why the mask factory you have in the South Sea has raised prices recently, selling quite a lot. For months now, the mask factory has been producing masks constantly, the machines almost smoking. I’m thinking if the smell gets worse, maybe you should invest more in the mask factory and start making gas masks too?

Otherwise, I can’t stand the stench of the air, it’s ruining my appetite."

Jing Shu thought for a moment, masks are cheap to produce, but gas masks cost dozens of times more. However, they wouldn’t need to produce as many since they’re priced as luxury items for rich people.

She said: "Sure, you’ll need to help connect me with raw material suppliers, and I’ll find someone to handle the rest. But speaking of which, I think we could also make an oversized gas mask like a small tent. The materials could be more luxurious, but at least we wouldn’t have to endure the fart smell while eating."

"Yes, yes."

Jing Shu sighed, thinking how nice it would be if something could filter this smelly fart smell. Though gas masks and masks could filter out over 50% of toxic gases, the overwhelming stench entering her nose was like a nightmare.

Right now, it’s just the early fermenting stage of the gases, and Jing Shu is already having a hard time. She dreads to imagine what’s next.

"Would using fragrances help?" Jing Shu mulled over the idea and then shook her head. She remembered hearing gossip in her past life about how rich people, unable to bear the smell, sprayed various perfumes in their houses, trying to mask the overpowering stench.

The result was like a gas bomb in the air, with the perfume making things smell even worse, like a mix of rotten eggs, farts, BO, and grilled durian, making people faint on the spot.

The rich person passed out from the stench and lost their sense of smell and taste; whether this was good or bad, she wasn’t sure.

"Hey, enough chatting, I need to buy a few more air purifiers. Here’s hoping for smooth sailing ahead. I’ll be waiting for you to come back, Ah Zhu~"

"Sure."

Jing Shu put down her phone and started studying the egg.

She poked it hard, the Black Egg was soft and her finger went right in, like pushing into cotton, with a layer of black membrane on the outside.

"So, this is not an egg." Jing Shu placed her hand on the black membrane, feeling it quietly, there was no sign of life pulsing inside, so it wasn’t a living thing.

But something inside was moving.

"It feels like some energy, maybe it’s a dark new species, a lifeless new species?"

"Should I open the membrane to see what’s inside?"

Jing Shu felt she had to figure it out; this thing was huge and kept growing. She had no idea how big it would get in the future.

Bringing it back to the country might be challenging, so she had to understand what it was to decide whether to sacrifice some supplies and have insects carry it back.

Jing Shu took a kitchen knife from her space and struck it.

With a soft sound, the knife cut through.

Jing Shu’s eyes lit up, it was easier than she thought, just like that it was open?

Then she raised the knife, ready to strike again.

When she raised it, she found she was only holding the handle.

Jing Shu: "???"

She looked at the completely devoured knife handle, falling into chaos; the handle had been swallowed by the Black Egg.

Jing Shu felt heartache, this was her usual tool in the kitchen for cutting vegetables and meat, and now one was gone, leaving only dozens of them. This was a hand-forged kitchen knife by Master Zhang, known to take a millennium to make.

This time, Jing Shu took out a long sword, some loot from a previous victory. She wasn’t heartbroken over it and struck it straight down. This time, Jing Shu felt that when the long sword cut into the Black Egg, the portion that went in was quickly devoured by some energy.

As expected, when she retrieved it, the place that was swallowed was completely gone.

Well, since it’s useless, Jing Shu inserted the remaining knife handle and the remaining piece of the long sword into the Black Egg, and as expected, they were all devoured.

"Interesting."

For the rest of the day, Jing Shu continued to spar with this egg.

She didn’t believe it, that she couldn’t cut open the egg.

Jing Shu took out a handgun, firing shots into it, all absorbed, the black membrane on the egg only pulsated slightly.

It was practically invulnerable to blades and bullets.

Jing Shu placed a chicken near it, and there was no reaction. But when she threw the whole chicken inside, the Black Egg reluctantly devoured it.

However, the chicken had a steel bar on it. At the moment of being devoured, when it seemed a surge of energy was about to fully dissolve the chicken, Jing Shu quickly utilized a space trick to retrieve the chicken.