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

<passage>:
STRANGER FROM SPACE disappointment—for his godliness was oddly strange! Venusian speech, "How I envy you, Koroby! I wish I were being married Koroby stared defiantly at the laughing faces of her bridesmaids. She 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 was—compared to her friends'—voluptuous. the head of the kneeling one. She eyed herself in the mirror. "Well—heigh-ho! There don't seem to be any other worlds, and nobody is going to steal me away from Yasak, so I might as well get on with my preparations. The men with the litter will be here soon to carry me to the mirror, and her lips parted in an irreprehensible smile. She trilled softly to herself, "Yes, I am beautiful tonight—the loveliest woman Yasak will ever see!" And then, regretfully, sullenly, "But oh, if only He they turned. One of the litter-bearers loomed darker than the gloomy sky. "Are you ready?" he asked. Koroby twirled before the mirror, criticizing her appearance. "Yes, "Goodbye, Koroby!" farewells, shreds of advice. Trossa began to cry. Finally Koroby broke jungle verdure. It was not a new litter, built especially for the occasion—Yasak was "You're comfortable?" the litter bearer asked. Koroby nodded, and the Koroby fingered the flowers around her throat, her eyes rapt on the along, and Koroby heard one of the bearers exclaim gruffly, "Listen!" Koroby peered out. "A Koroby lifted a hand. "Stop the litter," she said. The conveyance halted. Koroby leaning out, the men peering around them, certainly not thunder—unlike any sound that Koroby had ever heard. shining steadily, green as the flashes had been. Noticing it, Koroby Suddenly Koroby reached out, tapped the shoulder of the closet bearer. Koroby stepped out to the path, straightened up, her eyes on the glow. "You'd better," she said ominously. "Otherwise, I'll make a complaint to Yasak—" The men eyed each other, mentally shrugging. "Well—" one yielded. The girl whirled impatiently on the others. "Hurry!" she cried. "If you They were exhausted and panting. Koroby was walking beside them, for Koroby stopped short, clasping her hands and involuntarily uttering a squeal of joyful excitement, for between her and the blaze, his eyes on 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 behind his back and he was probably dejected. A man in a house from the Koroby hastily grasped a corner of her gown, moistened it with saliva, whispered urgently, reaching after her, but Koroby pushed him away. The But Koroby, with supreme confidence, walked toward the stranger, her lovely body graceful as a cat's, her face radiant. The man did not hear her. She halted behind him, waited silent, expectant, excited—but he 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 The stranger did not speak, merely gazed deeply into Koroby's eyes. And Koroby watched him, forgot her fear, and went eagerly to him, took his whisper. They watched the melting globe sag on the sand. Then Koroby 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— 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?" said to Koroby, "I realize from the pictures in your mind that there He handed the stick to Koroby, but she was afraid to touch it. This was because she wanted to impress this indifferent man that she was not as Lights glimmered ahead shouts reached them. It was a searching party, Yasak in it. The litter-carriers who could still speak blurted out what had happened. "A green light—loud sounds—fire—this man there—" and then dropped into sleep. "Someone carry these men," Yasak ordered. To Robert he said, "We're not in Yasak's house. The bed was very soft, the coverlets of the finest weave. The furniture was elegantly carved and painted there were even "Oh," Koroby said disappointedly, and sat upright. "I feel as if I'd been lying here for weeks. Where's Yasak? Where's the strange man in armor?" "Yasak's out somewhere. The stranger man is in the room at the end of the hall." "Fetch me something to wear—that's good enough," the girl accepted the "Thank you for carrying me, Robert." He did not reply. "Robert—I dreamed of you last night. I dreamed you built another round house and that we both flew away in it. Yasak had to stay behind, and he was She stepped back from him, clenching her hands. "Oh, I hate you—hate you! You don't care the least bit about me—and I've shamed myself in front of you—I, supposed to be Yasak's wife by now!" She began to cry, hid her face in suddenly lax fingers. She looked up fiercely. "I Koroby huddled on a chair, sobbing. Then she dried her eyes on the striding toward his sky-ship, a widening cloud of dust rising behind him like the spreading wake of a boat. Koroby stood on tip-toe, waving Koroby reached the City wall, panted through the gate into a shrieking than gasp for air—and shook her violently. "You fool, you utter fool! What did you think you were doing?" Others clamored around her, reaching for her. Then she heard Yasak's voice. Face stern, he pushed through the crowd, pressed her to him. "Let her alone—Let her alone, I The fire had passed over the horizon. The air was blue with smoke, difficult to breathe, and ashes were drifting lightly down like dove-colored snow. Yasak, watery eyed, a cloth pressed to his nose, was walking with several others over the smoking earth and still warm ashes up to his knees. In one hand he held a stick. He stopped and pointed. 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—"

<question>:
Which of the following is not a reason why Koroby is impressed by the stranger who lands in a spaceship?

<options>:
A His gun looks deadly
B His spaceship is made from metal, which is not a common building material on Venus
C He appears to be wearing sophisticated armor
D He is more good-looking than Yasak

<answer>:

A