Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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disappointment—for his godliness was oddly strange! [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories March 1943. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that tonight, like you!" shrugged hopelessly. "I don't care," she said slowly. "It will be nice to have Yasak for a husband—yes. And perhaps I do love him. I don't know." She tightened her lips as she reflected on it. generally of truly elfin proportions, so delicately slim that they seemed incapable of the slightest exertion. But Koroby's body the Stone City." trilled softly to herself, "Yes, I am beautiful tonight—the loveliest if only He would come ... the man of my dreams!" "Goodbye, Koroby!" "Goodbye! Goodbye!" They crowded around her, embracing, babbling them foliage, producing the sound of rolling surf. "What was it?" another bearer asked. ?" she asked. ceased. There was nothing to be heard except the whisper of the breeze green light nor detonations. The bearers stooped to lift the litter's She waved a hand. "Yes, go on." They set the litter down. "We can't do that," one man said to another. The men eyed each other, mentally shrugging. "Well—" one yielded. demoralized. The musicians had not accompanied them, preferring to carry the message to Yasak in the Stone City that his prospective The expedition emerged from the jungle on a sandy stretch of barren land. A thousand feet away a gigantic metal object lay on the sand, the destruction, stood a man..... He was very tall, and his shoulders were very wide. Oh, but he looked like a man, and stood like one—even though his hands were folded as if feeling the need for combined strength. They withdrew into the lovely body graceful as a cat's, her face radiant. The man did not hear to the man's side and gently touched him again. He turned, and her heart faltered: she swayed with bliss. He was probably a god. Not even handsome Yasak looked like this. Here was a face so finely-chiseled, so perfectly proportioned, that it was almost frightening, unhuman, mechanical. It was unlined and without expression, somehow unreal. Mysterious, compelling. He was clothed very peculiarly. A wonderfully-made metallic garment enclosed his whole body—legs and all, unlike the Venus-men's tunics. Even his feet were covered. Perhaps it was armor—though the Venus-men usually wore only breastplate and greaves. And a helmet hid all of the man's head except his face. Around his waist was a belt with many incomprehensible objects dangling from it. If he was so well armored, The words of a folk-ballad came to her: And though we'll neither speak, He straightened up and spoke—haltingly at first, then with growing assurance. "Don't be afraid. I mean you no harm." She trembled. It was Venus!" he said slowly. arm. "Who are you?" she asked. "Tell me your name!" He turned his mask of a face to her. "My name? I have none," he said. "No name? But who are you? Where are you from? And what is that?" She "The vehicle by which I came here from a land beyond the sky," he said. "From a world known as Terra." She was silent a moment, stunned. So there was another world! Then she asked, "Is it far? Have you come to take me there?" of guessing. He said, "No, I am not going to take you back there." Her memory." "Remarkable indeed!" she mocked. "No one here could do that." "But my race is infinitely superior to yours," he said blandly. "You little people—ah—" He gestured airily. Her lips tightened and her eyes narrowed. "And I?" His voice sounded almost surprised. "What about you?" "You see nothing about me worthy of your respect? Are you infinitely superior to me— ?" He looked her up and down. "Of course!" Her eyes jerked wide open and she took a deep breath. "And just who do you think you are? A god?" He shook his head. "No. Just better informed, for one thing. And—" Koroby cut him short. "What's your name?" "I have none." "What do you mean, you have none?" We are concerned with more weighty things than our own selves. But I have a personal problem now," he said, making a peculiar sound that signal—" He was walking along, head erect, apparently quite at ease, while the a strange light that gave no heat, nor flickered in the breeze. Finally she accepted it from him, but carried it gingerly at arm's length. She refused to believe that he had no name, and so he named himself. "Call me Robert. It is an ancient name on Terra." "Robert," she said, and, "Robert." But at last she could go no farther. She had forced herself along because she wanted to impress this indifferent man that she was not as inferior as he might think—but now she could not go on. With a little Robert dipped down, scooped her up, and carried her. "Someone carry these men," Yasak ordered. To Robert he said, "We're not "It makes no difference," Robert said. said, as they walked. He eyed this handsome stranger speculatively, and glanced at Robert furtively to see if this had impressed him at all. feel?" she asked. armor?" she knocked on the door of Robert's room. "May I come in?" "Thank you for carrying me, Robert." He did not reply. "Robert—I furious. Robert! Aren't you listening?" "I hear you." why? Robert"—she laid longing hands on his shoulders—"can't you see that I'm in love with you?" He shrugged. "I believe you don't know what "Robert—I'm mad about you! I've dreamed of your coming—all my life! Don't be so cruel—so cold to me! You mock me, say that I'm nothing, that I'm not worthy of you—" cry, hid her face in suddenly lax fingers. She looked up fiercely. "I could kill you!" Robert stood immobile, no trace of feeling marring the perfection of his face. "I could kill you, and I will kill you!" she sprang at him. "You'll hurt yourself," he admonished kindly, and after she had "And now if you're through playing your incomprehensible little scene," Robert said, "I hope you will excuse me. I regret that I have no Robert was walking away. Her eyes hardened, and her fingers spread The City's wall was not far behind. Robert was visible in the distance, and calling after him, "Robert! Robert! Come back!" but he did not seem than gasp for air—and shook her violently. "You fool, you utter say!" the wall than where the others were gathered. They could glimpse Robert stick. He struck something. "Here he is!" he cried. The others hurried to the spot and scooped ashes away, dog-fashion, until Robert's remains were laid clear. There were exclamations of amazement and perplexity from the people. It was a metal skeleton, and the fragments of complicated machinery, caked with soot. "He wasn't human at all!" Yasak marvelled. "He was some kind of a toy made to look like a man—that's why he wore armor, and his face never changed expression—" "Magic!" someone cried, and backed away. "Magic!" the others repeated, and edged back ... and that was the end of one of those robots which had been fashioned as servants for Terrestial men, made in Man's likeness to appease Man's vanity, then conquered him.

<question>:
What statement best describes Robert?

<options>:
A He is revered as a god by all the Venusians in Stone City
B He is a Venusian that travelled to outer space and returned home completely changed
C He is an artificially intelligent machine that overtook planet Terra from humans
D He is a bionic human that had become immortal

<answer>:

C