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

<passage>:
I'm talking sense. Listen! I'm in trouble because I went to Earth to look for a wife. You're standing here right now because you're on your way to Venus for a husband. So let's." Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Actually, there wouldn't be too much difference if women took over the Earth altogether. But not for some men and most boys! husbands in the one place they're still to be had—the planet Venus—and you know I'll be in trouble. yes !" Bad trouble. With the law, which is the worst a boy can get into. stock, too." I was so excited I just had to yell: "Gee, Sis, say Gee , I thought excitedly, this is one big ship ! The Boy decided to go after a husband on a luxury liner. On a cargo ship, now, of Mexico. But women always know what's right, and a boy can only make faces and do what they say, same as the men have to do. , I said to myself, I hope we have that kind of disaster. I'd sure like to get Citizens these days? Sure, ever since the Male Desuffrage Act. And didn't I know that you had to be a citizen of a planet in order to men. "Technically, Ferdinand, I'm the only passenger in our family. You can't be one, because, not being a citizen, you can't acquire an Earth that , but at least it was an wall in glowing red letters were the words, "Lifeboat 47. Passengers: "Twenty, Twenty-three. Open Sesame." For a second, I thought I'd hit it just right out of all the million I bounced once on the hard lifeboat floor. Before I got my breath and " What? " lifeboat. "Questions you ask," he said in his soft voice. "Venus is a "I'm not a dryleg," I told him proudly. " We're from Undersea." " how Undersea had been built on the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, when about the same time settlements were springing up on the planets. He looked impressed when I told him about Mom and Pop being one of the told him how Sis and I had been born there and spent half our childhood listening to the pressure pumps. He raised his eyebrows and looked disgusted when I told how Mom, as Undersea representative on the World up in a surfacing boat. might as well use it to migrate. There was no future for her on Earth, she figured. You know, the three-out-of-four." "How's that?" "The three-out-of-four. No more than three women out of every four on or get no good from the radioactivity. Then the best men went to the able to find any who were willing to come out to his lonely little he had decided to go to Earth where there was supposed to be a The moment he landed on Earth he was in trouble. He didn't know he had and imagine attorneys. Told her that where I came from, a man spoke his piece "What happened?" I asked breathlessly. "Oh, Guilty of This and Contempt of That. That blown-up brinosaur took my last munit for fines, then explained that she was remitting the rest because I was a foreigner and uneducated." His eyes grew dark for a moment. He chuckled again. "But I wasn't going to serve all those fancy little prison sentences. Forcible Citizenship Indoctrination, they call it? Shook the dead-dry dust of the misbegotten, God forsaken mother world from my feet forever. The women on it deserve their men. insists such things have always had for men. "Ferdinand your label? That's not right for a sprouting tadpole. I'll call you Ford. My name's Butt. Butt Lee Brown." I liked the sound of Ford. "Is Butt a nickname, too?" "Yeah. Short for Alberta, but I haven't found a man who can draw a blaster fast enough to call me that. You see, Pop came over in the eighties—the big wave of immigrants when they evacuated Ontario. Named all us boys after Canadian provinces. I was the youngest, so I got the name they were saving for a girl." "You had a lot of brothers, Mr. Butt?" except me and Saskatchewan. Then Sas and me hunted the MacGregors down. Took a heap of time we didn't float Jock MacGregor's ugly face down that, Mr. Butt?" "Butt. Just plain Butt to you, Ford." He frowned and sighted at the light globe. "No more'n twelve—not counting five government paddlefeet, of course. I'm a peaceable planter. Way I figure it, violence never accomplishes much that's important. My brother Sas, now—" He had just begun to work into a wonderful anecdote about his brother fruit. It seemed there was nothing but processed foods in the lifeboat between a lousy government paddlefoot from New Kalamazoo and the matter what, he would never let me hold it. "Sorry, Ford, old tad," he would drawl, spinning around and around in the control swivel-chair at the nose of the lifeboat. "But way I look she —" "She'll marry some fancy dryhorn who's never been farther South than the Polar Coast. And she'll stay head of the family, if I know her breed of green shata. Bossy, opinionated. "I am very sorry, Miss Sparling," he said with pretty heavy sarcasm, "but I cannot remember any of the agricultural products of the Macro Continent. Since the human population is well below one per thousand square miles, it can readily be understood that the quantity of tilled soil, land or sub-surface, is so small that—Wait, I remember something. The Macro Continent exports a fruit though not exactly an edible one. The wild dunging in recent years. In fact—" "Pardon me, sir," I broke in, "but doesn't dunging come only from Leif Erickson Island off the Moscow Peninsula of the Macro Continent? the boy's right. Please make the correction in your notes." "They're not!" "Not what?" "They're trappers and farmers, pioneers and explorers, who're building a second pair of ears. "Tell me more." "You can't have meek, law-abiding, women-ruled men when you start civilization on a new planet. You've got to have men who aren't afraid to make their own law if necessary—with their own guns. That's where "You're going to tell A trap seemed to be hinging noisily into place. "One of the passengers "Nobody! Nobody! "I told you, Sis. I told you! And don't call me Ferdinand. Call me Ford." "Ford? Ford? Now, you listen to me, Ferdinand...." want to foul up Venus." "We haven't done so badly on Earth, after the mess you men made of politics. It needed a revolution of the mothers before—" "Needed nothing. Everyone wanted peace. Earth is a weary old world." "It's a world of strong moral fiber compared to yours, Mr. Alberta Lee Brown." Hearing his rightful name made him move suddenly and tower over her. Sis said with a certain amount of hurry and change of tone, "What you have to say about stowing away and using up lifeboat stores?" "I have more than enough munit to pay for round trip tickets, but I couldn't get a return visa because of that brinosaur judge and all the charges she hung on me. Had to stow away. Picked the Eleanor and they were willing to help. But this lifeboat—don't you know that I suppose you didn't know that under space regulations that makes him equally guilty?" "Sure I knew. Also know that if I'm picked up as a stowaway, I'll be sent back to Earth to serve out those fancy little sentences."

<question>:
Where was the man in the lifeboat born?

<options>:
A the Moon
B Mars
C Venus
D Canada

<answer>:

C