My grandfather had three chicken farms at one time. I'm pretty sure you'll need a rooster around if you want that egg to hatch.
When I was little we lived on one of the farms. When the truck came to bring them to the slaughterhouse, we kids got to run around and catch them and hypnotize them, leaving them for the old man with the truck to walk around, pick them up and put them in the cages.
Pa slept many nights in the coop with a rifle in his lap, and a stack of wolves and coyotes to show for it too. Lots of chickens = lots of predators.
Dad hated chicken, figured if he married the chicken farmers daughter he wouldn't have to eat it........... wrong.
I love eggs but am not fond of chicken.