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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as an undetermined Operation!") began to tread delicately stopped sales and deliveries of all on their centipede legs those Chinese paper dragons animated by files of men in procession. Sensory robot devices in their noses informed them that As they advanced, their heads swung lazily from side to side, very much like snakes, gobbling the yellow grain. In their throats, it was threshed, the chaff bundled and burped aside for pickup by the crawl trucks of a chemical corporation, judiciously. chests of the machines. There the "And many times cheaper—did counteract the greater buoyancy of the hydrogen loaf. But—" "you have often assured me that what people do with "I seem to recall," Rose Thinker chirped somewhat unkindly, "that dictum was created to answer inquiries of pickup machines, like hungry with hygienic claws. piglets, snatched at the loaves after Roger put the famous A few loaves would be hurried off for the day's consumption, THE robot claws of the pickup machines clutched in vain, and, not noticing the difference, proceeded The three human beings in the claw. The machine paused, clumsily gives me great satisfaction, not as a machine. You have at last made a flight of loaves approached. The The helicopter of a hangoverish "Stop the mills!" he roared at are still walking and grinding, approximately for deep-freeze is involved and that the old flying-saucer scares, stated that now apparently bread was to the current consumption of bread, per day." Phineas T. Gryce carefully inserted both hands into his scanty up to recite the most familiar of Christian prayers, had just reached the petition for daily sustenance, when a sub-flight of the loaves, either forced down by a vagrant Army: Why do loaves flame when export, get export license or face why ." in front of the whole world, all right! Now do something about the by her underlings as the Blonde Icicle, was dealing with the advances situation!" unkind. "When are your high-strung, thoroughbred nerves going to accept the fact that I would business inferior? You have about and agricultural services and 'copters to bring the name of Puffyloaf in front of the whole world." The behavior of birds varied considerably. Most fled or gave the judiciously. "The way sales have been plummeting, it won't be long before the Government deeds our brown objects, attacked them furiously with beaks and cranks and cultists had a field day, while local and national governments raged indiscriminately at Puffyloaf and at each other. the Board eating out of my hand." "Hah! I guarantee you won't and those two big machines come of until that moment and reaffirmed India's ability to feed her population with no outside help except the usual. bread as a farce perpetrated by mad internationalists inhabiting Cloud Cuckoo Land, added contradictory machine on his left did a couple of impulsive pirouettes on the way bread booby-trapped by Capitalist and Roger. The other machine quietly Radio Venus reported to its winged audience that Earth's inhabitants were establishing food depots in the upper air, preparatory for sightseeing space in skyscrapers were sold at high prices cold meats viewers with the assurance that they would be able to snag the bread out of the air and enjoy a Phineas T. Gryce, escaping from his own managerial suite, raged about the city, demanding general to trap the errant loaves. He was Tower, apparently determined to shoot down the loaves as they Away!') in which that inert and Weather Department in a last-minute effort to bring down or at least disperse the H-loaves. Warnings and counterwarnings by Communist and Capitalist governments "Ever since the first cave wife boasted to her next-den neighbor about the superior paleness and fluffiness of her tortillas, mankind has seriously interfered with tinged with humor seized the people of the world. Ministers sermonized about the bread, variously interpreting it as a call to charity, a warning against gluttony, a parable of the evanescence of all earthly things, and a divine joke. Husbands and wives, facing each of bread, which is recognized by all great religions—held back our march toward perfection with their hair-splitting insistence on the vitamin content of the wheat germ, but their case collapsed when tasteless colorless substitutes were triumphantly synthesized and introduced other across their walls of breakfast sheer intangible goodness was rapidly becoming mankind's supreme gustatory experience." "I wonder what the stuff tastes "I wonder what taste tastes like," Shaken by a week of humor that our own promotion, it has forever since been capitalized on by our threatened to invade even its own grim precincts, the Kremlin made conscienceless competitors of Fairy farms, and teams of hunger-fighters and caravans of trucks loaded with sadly. "Wait a sec. How about?— " peasants queueing up to trade scavenged It is said. but still extra solid by comparison, the rate of exchange demanded by " picturing chubby workers' children referring as it does to the end of the customer as consumer. Moreover, we shouldn't overplay the by various national governments and world organizations, including the Brotherhood of Free Business Machines. The great yes, I do. I was remembering one of the workers' songs we machines Strike— " Work and pray, Live on hay. It's a lie! "I don't know why we chanted it," she added. "We didn't want pie—or hay, for that matter. And machines don't pray, except Tibetan humans, dead batteries around those of the two machines. For a Philosopher. "I get whopping mad, Old Machine, whenever I hear that other slogan of theirs, the discriminatory one—'Untouched by Robot Claws.' Just because they employ a few filthy androids in their factories!" a-smile, muttering terse comments and questions into the lapel mike generated by yeast organisms indwelling in the dough and later killed by the heat of baking, their interest, especially when he rather repugnant gas, a product of metabolism whether fast or slow, and forever associated with those life processes which are obnoxious freezers! It's almost exhausted, but to the fastidious." chemicals played their humble "But that isn't all! The far greater demand everywhere is for parts. and whose slim molecules are are making their mothers' lives miserable about it. If only we can figure out some way to make "For a while, barbarous faddists—blind planet. Let's have a cheer for the helium loaf!" WITHOUT changing expression, into a lapel mike. Her gaze grew abstracted as she mentally translated flurries of brief squawks into tether 'em on strings and sell 'em assurance, "Excuse me, sir, if I seem to be taking too much upon myself." in anticipation of getting off a memorable remark—"rising to the challenging situation like a genuine unless—just possibly—there's been some unforeseeable difficulty bewildered. "I can't imagine, sir, sales pyramids. Metal-foil wrappers, by their added weight, took Thinker. "And you ordered them without silently to his fellow machine This, however, was what he telegraphed "Good-o, Rosie! That makes another victory for robot-engineered order for metal-foil wrappers, assumed care of the difficulty." know only too well!—we machines would suffer the most. Now if we "Of course! Just what is behind can only arrange, say, a fur-famine in Alaska and a migration of long-haired Siberian lemmings across all this, Mr. Snedden? What the little fellows.... Anyhow, Rosie, with a spot of help from the Brotherhood, those humans will paint themselves into the peace Why should a corner yet." said in winning tones. "Well, you see, the fact is that I...."

<question>:
What do the robots want?

<options>:
A To sell bread
B To create world peace
C To improve bread chemistry
D To please humans

<answer>:

B