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

<passage>:
"With the Martians I've seen, a bar of soap could be a big thing." From this random suggestion, there sprang up a major interplanetary MARS CONFIDENTIAL! salesman. Where was it all going? A Martian, in line for a bar in the evening, was back again the following morning for another one. And why did the Martians stay just as dirty as ever? The answer was, the Martians stayed as dirty as ever because they weren't using the soap to wash with. They were eating it! It cured the hangover from sugar. Universe. In other words, this is Mars—Confidential! chocolate and soap bars, politely inquiring, "Who would you like killed?" Struck with the novelty of the thing, quite a few Martians remember other Martians they are mad at. The going price is one hundred carats of diamonds to kill which is cheap considering the average laborer But Mars was our toughest task of spectroscoping. The cab drivers spoke a different language and the bell-hops couldn't read our Inasmuch as Martians live underground, burying is done in reverse, by Way. By the time we went through Mars—its canals, its caves, its satellites and its catacombs—we knew more about it than anyone who lives there. Mars is presently no problem to Earth, and will not be until we have all its gold and the Martians begin asking us for loans. Meanwhile, Lait and Mortimer say let the gangsters and communists have As Mars comes closer, the visitor from Earth quickly realizes it has a manner and a glamor of its own London or Paris. The Martian feeling is dreamlike it comes from being close to the stuff dreams are made of. However, after the sojourner lands, he discovers that Mars is not much different than the planet he left indeed, men are pretty much the thrown on a large screen, a peep show you never saw on your TV during the science-fiction hour. Each day the Earth man spends on Mars makes him feel more at home thus, it comes as no surprise to the initiated that even here, at subversives—and neither the Martian Committee for the Investigation Mars. Why a spaceman wants to stand on the outer hull of a Terrans, bems are natives of Mars. In science-fiction yarns written by Martians, bems are natives of Terra. is a Martian medicinal distillation, made from the milk of the —a six-legged cow, seldom milked because few Martians Mars. Mars Martian year is twice as long as ours, consequently it takes two years Martian women are bags, so perhaps you had better disregard the Martian fair sex. escorted them that all Martian dames resembled Marilyn Monroe, only Earthmen looked like Martians do now, which seems to indicate that Martians, as well as Men, have their ups and downs. The citizens of the planet are apparently about halfway down the toboggan. They wear clothes, but they're not handstitched. Their losing country is forced to take the wives of the visitors, which is a twist not yet thought of on Earth. Martian language is unlike anything ever heard below. It would baffle the keenest linguist, if the keenest linguist ever gets to Mars. However, the Mafia, which is a world-wide blood brotherhood with colonies in every land and clime, has a universal language. Knives and brass knucks are understood everywhere. The Martian lingo seems to be somewhat similar to Chinese. It's not what they say, but how they say it. For instance, psonqule Martians in for a fifty-fifty partnership, which means they actually gave them one per cent, which is generous at that. Never having had the great advantages of a New Deal, the Martians are still backward and use gold as a means of exchange. With no Harvard bigdomes to tell them gold is a thing of the past, the yellow metal circulates there as freely and easily as we once kicked pennies around before they became extinct here. The Mafistas quickly set the Martians right about the futility of gold. They eagerly turned it over to the Earthmen in exchange for green certificates with pretty pictures engraved thereon. that this was the first time it had ever been tasted by a Martian that it acts on them like junk does on an Earthman. They further discovered that the chief source of Martian diet is—believe it or not—poppy seed, hemp and coca leaf, and that the alkaloids thereof: opium, hasheesh and cocaine have not the slightest Poppies grow everywhere, huge russet poppies, ten times as large as those on Earth and 100 times as deadly. It is these poppies which have colored the planet red. Martians are strictly vegetarian: they bake, fry and stew these flowers and weeds and eat them raw with a goo made from fungus and called szchmortz which passes for a salad dressing. Though the Martians were absolutely impervious to the narcotic qualities of the aforementioned flora, they got higher than Mars on Martians higher even than sugar, and brought larger and quicker returns. selling it for its weight in rubies on Mars, a hood is always a hood. They've been cutting dope with sugar for years on Earth, so they with on Mars? Simple. With heroin, of course, which is worthless FAKED PASSPORTS : When the boys first landed they found only vague boundaries between the nations, and Martians could roam as they pleased. Maybe this is why they stayed close to home. Though anyway : Until the arrival of the Earthmen, there were no illicit sexual relations on the planet. In fact, no Martian in his right mind would have relations with the native crop of females, and they in turn Martians. Especially smelled. They smelled worse than Texas yahoos just off a cow farm. This proved embarrassing, to say the least, to the procurers. some of the best brains on Earth to direct and manage its far-flung properties, including high-priced attorneys, accountants, real-estate experts, engineers and scientists. GAMBLING : Until the arrival of the Mafia, gambling on Mars was confined to a simple game played with children's jacks. The loser had layouts from the Colonial Inn in Florida, and the Beverly in New IV LITTLE NEW YORK CONFIDENTIAL Despite what Earth-bound professors tell you about the Martian It is a dogma that Mars has no oxygen. Baloney. While it is true that there is considerably less than on Earth in the surface atmosphere, the air underground, in caves, valleys and tunnels, has plenty to support life lavishly, though why Martians want to live after they look at each other we cannot tell you, even confidential. For this reason Martian cities are built underground, and travel between them is carried on through a complicated system of subways predating the New York IRT line by several thousand centuries, though and a Mars express, yet the latter were built before the Pyramids. When the first load of Black Handers arrived, they naturally balked against living underground. It reminded them too much of the days before they went "legitimate" and were constantly on the lam and hiding out. So the Mafia put the Martians to work building a town. There are no building materials on the planet, but the Martians are adept at making gold dust hold together with diamond rivets. The result of their effort—for which they were paid in peppermint sticks and lump would look the other way for a bucket full of gold. Until the arrival of the Earthmen, the Martians were, as stated, peaceful, and even now crime is practically unknown among them. The chief problem, however, is to keep them in line on pay nights, when Chocolate bars are as common on Mars as saloons are on Broadway, and the four Martian governments were either secretly party members or

<question>:
What is not true about the relationship between Martians and humans?

<options>:
A Humans are happy to bring their women to Mars as another manipulation tactic against the race.
B Martians find no value in the things humans do, such as gold and diamonds, making humans feel
C Humans are more interested in giving Martians sugar than they are in any other sort of drug.
D Martians value what humans bring to their planet, including teaching them new ways to do things like conduct business and build structures.

<answer>:

D