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

<passage>:
Being an interstellar trouble shooter wouldn’t be so bad …if I could shoot the trouble! if I could shoot the trouble! The the most of a bad situation and threw them a snappy military salute. was in for a very rough time. Since we were alone, it took no great feat instead, I faced the crowd as I soared away, so I made I stripped off my tattered lizard suit back in the ship, very glad that it would be some other repairman who’d get the job. — Harry Harrison found them buried in the back of their oldest warehouse. This was the earliest type of beacon ever built—by Earth, no less. Considering its location on one of the Proxima Centauri planets, it might very well He was telling me —the guy who did the job while he sat back on his fat paycheck in an air-conditioned office. I nodded moodily at his pointing finger. “How I wish I could fire you all! Combination space-jockeys, mechanics, engineers, soldiers, con-men and anything else it takes to do I recognized this deathless line as the curtain speech and crawled to my keep that account a secret. His spies were getting more efficient every day. Walking down the hall, I tried to figure a way to transfer the money without his catching on—and knew at the same time he was the spaceport. By hyperspace. Not that many people do, but it is easy enough to understand that in this non -space the regular rules don’t apply. Speed and of its radiation and represents a measurable point in hyperspace. Triangulation and quadrature of the beacons works for than spend time just barreling through normal space, but apparently Tech knows this, too. They had a safety factor built into the computer so you couldn’t end up inside a star no matter how hard you tried. I’m sure there was no humaneness in this decision. They just this, with some oil painting and free-fall workouts in the gym, passed the time. I was asleep when the alarm went off that announced planetary distance. this was used to cool the reactor that powered the monstrosity. If the water was still there, the beacon was still there—inside the pyramid. The natives, who, of course, weren’t even mentioned by the idiots who constructed the thing, had built a nice heavy, thick stone pyramid around the beacon. to go on a planet with a culture, it is usually built in some inaccessible place. Why this beacon had been built within reach of the local claws, I had It gurgled out through the speaker in the local tongue and he turned around. When you get enough reference phrases like this in the memory bank, the figured it was time to make a contact. I found him easily enough. He was the Centaurian version of a goat-boy—he herded a particularly loathsome form of local life in the swamps outside the town. I had one of the working eyes dig a cave in paradise.” This fitted in with what I could make out of the local religion. Goat-boy stopped as if he’d been shot. Before he could move, I notice that he took the cash before taking off. had been out of touch with things since his death and Goat-boy happily filled him in. I learned all I needed to know of the history, past and recent, and it wasn’t nice. didn’t think much of them. They were a low type and confined to a distant continent. The idea that the race would develop and might reach this continent never occurred to the beacon mechanics. Which is, of course, what happened. A city was built around the temple and, through the centuries, the pyramid was put up around the beacon. A special branch of the priesthood served the temple. All went well until one of the priests violated the priests guarded the sacred fount. Diplomacy was called for. I sighed and dragged out the plastiflesh like them, just something close, to soothe the native mind. It’s logical. If I were an ignorant aborigine of Earth and I ran into a Spican, who looks like a two-foot gob of dried shellac, I would immediately leave the scene. However, if the Spican was wearing a suit of plastiflesh that looked remotely humanoid, I would at least stay and talk to him. This was what I was aiming to do with the Centaurians. tails. The lizards didn’t wear clothes and I wanted to take along That night I took the ship down into the hills nearest the pyramid, an out-of-the-way dry spot where the amphibious natives would never go. A It must have been a grand sight. The eye was camouflaged to look like a wings obviously had nothing to do with our flight. But it was impressive enough for the natives. The first one that spotted me screamed and dropped over on his back. The others came running. They milled and mobbed and piled on top of one another, and by that time I had landed in the plaza fronting the temple. The priesthood arrived. the Great God,” I said. Of course I didn’t say it out loud, just whispered loud enough for the throat mike to catch. This was The natives chomped and rattled and the translation rolled out almost instantly. I had the volume turned up and the whole square echoed. Some of the more credulous natives prostrated themselves and others fled screaming. One doubtful type raised a spear, but no one else tried that after the pterodactyl-eye picked him up and dropped him in the swamp. The priests were a hard-headed lot and weren’t buying any lizards they just stood and muttered. I had to take the offensive “I would talk with you, O noble priests,” I said. Before they could think up a good answer, I was inside. The ancient reptile who clearly was one of the leaders. I waddled toward him and he gave me a cold and fishy eye, then growled something. The MT whispered into my ear, “Just what in the name of the thirteenth sin are you and what are you doing here?” This raised a buzz of conversation behind me, but got no rise out of the “You are a liar! You are no ancestor of ours! We will—” “Stop!” I thundered before he got so far in that he couldn’t back out. “I said your ancestors sent me as emissary—I am not one of your ancestors. Do not try to harm me or the wrath of those who have Passed On will turn against you.” When I said this, I turned to jab a claw at the other priests, using the settled all the major points. I found out that they were new priests me. “Undoubtedly you know of the rule,” he said. “Because the old priests did pry and peer, it was ruled henceforth that only the blind could enter the Holy of Holies.” I’d swear he was behind me and I was alone in the dark. and turned on my flash. Three priests were groping toward me, their I unzipped the front of my camouflage suit and pulled out the One of the eager lizards had managed to open a circuit box and had they were loaded in a metal crate. In the darkest hour before dawn, the heavy-duty eye dropped the crate outside the temple and darted away without being seen. I watched the priests through the pryeye while they tried to open it. from the blind lizards when they heard me ripping the wall open to get the dry pipe. Then a roar came from outside the pyramid that must have The blind lizards were waiting for me by the door and looked even A delightful prospect, eternity spent in a locked beacon with three blind lizards. In spite of their hospitality, I couldn’t accept. “What—you dare interfere with the messenger of your ancestors!” I had the speaker on full volume and the vibration almost shook my head off. Before they could protest, I had pushed the priests out through it. forbid entrance to the Inner Temple forever The torture-master was too frightened to move, so I grabbed out his hot

<question>:
Why was the narrator able to take off his camouflage suit in front of the priests?

<options>:
A He was going to be leaving soon
B He had incapacitated them beforehand
C They were blinded in order to enter the reactor
D They understood that he was an extra terrestrial

<answer>:

C