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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of Earthmen. Malcomb told how he had been struck by Gavir's and had decided to bring Gavir to Earth. The moderator turned to Gavir. "Are you anxious to get back to Mars?" Gavir thought. Back behind the Preserve Barrier that killed you Mars was where Gavir's father had been pinned, bayonets through his Barrier, to die slowly, out of Gavir's reach. Father James told Gavir Martian tribes would always protect the head of MDC from Gavir's Back to that world of hopeless fear and hatred? back to Mars! I want to stay here! But that wasn't what he was supposed to think. Quickly he said, "I will be happy to return to my people." Gavir said, "I will sing the Everything that Gavir saw and heard and felt in his mind, the dreamees Gavir sat down on the divan, exhausted, his song finished. He didn't He began shouting even before Gavir removed his headset. "What kind As they left the Global Dreamcasting System building, Gavir said to Malcomb, "Can we go to a bookstore tonight?" "Tomorrow. I'm taking you to your hotel and then I'm going back to my apartment. We both need sleep. And don't forget, you've been warned not to go prowling around the city by yourself...." As soon as Gavir was sure that Malcomb was out of the hotel and well on his way home, he left his room and went out into the city. In a pitifully few days he would be back in the Preserve, back with civilization is explained in books." Gavir wanted to learn. It was his impoverished life he foresaw for himself. stopped and stared. Gavir stared back. Gavir leaped at the Earthmen. He clubbed the man with the whip across the face. As the others rushed in, Gavir flailed about him with long at once turned and ran. Gavir drew back his arm and threw the knife The Earthmen disappeared into a lift-force field. Gavir decided not to "Why?" "You know about the Regeneration and Rejuvenation treatment we have here on Earth. A variation of it was given you to acclimate you to "What is wrong with them?" "They seem to have outgrown their Ethical Conditioning. They live "Why not punish them?" said Gavir. vice-president in charge of production. Scion of one of Earth's oldest Gavir stiffened. They "If you let that boy go back to Mars I'll never dream a Global program "Keep him on Earth." Gavir trembled with joy. Hoppy Davery pressed another button and a on Gavir and Malcomb. "Gentlemen, my mother, Sylvie Davery." A Senile Delinquent! thought Gavir. She looked like Davery's younger sister. Malcomb stared at her apprehensively, and Gavir wondered if tall are you, Blue Boy?" "He's approximately seven feet tall, Sylvie," said Hoppy, "and what do you want here, anyway?" "Just came up to see Blue Boy. One of the crowd dreamed him last She turned with a swirl of scarlet and a dramatic display of healthy young flesh. "See you again, Blue Boy." After Sylvie left, Hoppy Davery said, "That might be a good professional name—Blue Boy. Gavir doesn't Gavir thought. "Perhaps you would like the ." "It's part of a fertility rite," Malcomb explained. "Great! Give the Senile Delinquents another workout. It's not quite ethical, but its good for us. But for heaven's sake, Blue Boy, keep your mind off MDC!" The following week, Gavir sang the Gavir's hand leaped at the narvoon under his doublet. he had managed to hide his instant desire to strike, to kill, to carry As he drew his signature pictograph on the contract, Sylvie Davery sauntered in. She held a white tube between her painted lips. The end coughed and Sylvie winked at Gavir. Gavir straightened up, and she took a long look at his seven feet. Caution told Gavir to refuse. But before he could speak Spurling Sylvie blew a cloud of smoke at Spurling. "You're not on Mars, Jack. You're back in civilization where we do what we damned well please." Spurling laughed. "I've heard about you Century-Plussers. You're all concentration camp you run on Mars. Coming, Gavir?" Gavir grinned at Spurling. "The contract, I believe, does not cover my private life." Hoppy Davery said, "Sylvie, I don't think this is wise." Sylvie uttered a short, sharp obscenity, linked arms with Gavir, and strolled out. "You screwball Senile Delinquent," Spurling yelled after Sylvie, "you oughtta be locked up!" Lucifer Grotto was in that same quarter in which Gavir had been attacked. Sylvie told him it was the hangout for wealthier New York Century-Plussers. Gavir told her about the attack, and she laughed. "It won't happen again. You're a hero to the Senile Delinquents now. "He seemed happy to get away from me," said Gavir. glowing, rippling surface. The flames swept aside, revealing a doorway. A bearded man in black tights escorted them through a luridly-lit bar to a private room. When they were alone, Sylvie dropped her cape to the floor, sat on the edge of a huge, pink divan, and smiled at Gavir. Gavir contemplated her. That she was over a hundred years old was a and he liked her for that. But in one way she was like Spurling. She didn't fit into the bland, non-violent world of Malcomb and Hoppy. He shook his head. He said, "Sylvie, why—well, why are you the way you are? Why—and how—have you broken away from Ethical Conditioning?" Sylvie frowned. She spoke a few words into the air, ordering drinks. She said, "I didn't do it deliberately. When I reached the age of about a hundred it stopped working for me. I suddenly wanted to do obedient servant, Hat Rat." "You've impressed him," said Sylvie. "But you impress me even more. Come here." She held out slim arms to him. He had no wish to refuse her. She was In the months that followed, Gavir's fame spread over Earth. By hundred million—ninety-five percent of whom were Century-Plussers. Davery doubled Gavir's salary. Gavir toured the world with Sylvie, mobbed everywhere by worshipful the song Gavir pictured a tribal chief who refused to make fair bundles of money from a starving Gavir. Then he ended the song. Gavir spread his big blue hands. "I am sorry. I don't want more money. On his next dreamcast Gavir sang the of Jarvis Spurling. Gavir held the image in his mind for a long When the dreamcast was over, a studio page ran up to Gavir. "Mr. Spurling wants to see you at once, at his office." "Let him come and find me," said Gavir. "Let us go, Sylvie." They went to Lucifer Grotto, where Gavir's wealthiest admirers among the Senile Delinquents were giving a party for him in the Pandemonium Room. The only prominent person missing, as Sylvie remarked after An hour passed from the time of Gavir's arrival. Gavir stood up. His right hand plucked at his doublet. Gavir took out the narvoon, grasped the blade, and drew his arm back. "Gavir!" down your enemy, Gavir!" Still holding the narvoon, Gavir stood over his dead enemy. He threw

<question>:
What was Gavir's true motivation for staying on Earth?

<options>:
A To avoid having to return to hunting on Mars
B To hide from persecution for the crimes he committed
C To kill the president of the MDC in an act of revenge
D To spend time with Sylvie

<answer>:

C