The wisdom of the working people was boundless.
Among these thirty-odd people were more than thirty different professions and over thirty kinds of social skills. Getting the residential community back to normal operations was still just barely doable.
Afterward, Jiang Yue made a point of speaking with Uncle Ye alone for a while. The others who had signed up for the Self-Rescue Team saw the two chatting and laughing together.
None of them were fools. They naturally realized that Section Chief Ye would become the person in charge of the Self-Rescue Team, or at least one of its leaders.
"Little Yue, your Aunt Zhang was against me signing up, but I thought it over and decided I should. I used to work for an organization, and I have some experience with organizing people. I should be able to handle a lot of the detailed work. And as for my sense of responsibility..."
"Uncle Ye, I might not trust someone else saying all that, but how could I not know what you're like? We've been neighbors for years. With you stepping up, I'm sure the Self-Rescue Team will be well organized."
"Heh, I'm just worried people might think I'm too old and not as energetic as the young folks."
Uncle Ye wasn't actually that old. He was only forty-one or forty-two, after all, and his daughter was just thirteen or fourteen.
In the Sunny Era, that was undoubtedly a prime age—strong and vigorous, the backbone of society.
But in the Era of Strangeness, someone that age really did seem to be at a disadvantage.
Jiang Yue silently sent Uncle Ye a blessing for mutual encouragement and bestowed the Hundred Evils Immunity Halo on him.
He also gave Uncle Ye two talismans.
Jiang Yue had given Uncle Ye and Aunt Zhang talismans