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

<passage>:
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] The job was easy. The profit was enormous. The only trouble was—the cargo had a will of its own! Captain Hannah climbed painfully down from the , hobbled across the spaceport to where Beulah and I were waiting to greet him and hit me in the eye. Beulah—that's his elephant, but I have to take care of her for him because Beulah's baby belongs to me and Beulah has to take care of it—kept us apart until we both cooled down a little. Then, although still somewhat dubious about it, she let us go together I didn't ask Captain Hannah why he had socked me. Although he has never been a handsome man, he usually has the weathered and austere dignity that comes from plying the remote reaches among the stars. Call it the Look of Eagles. Captain Hannah had lost the Look of Eagles. His eyes were swollen almost shut every inch of him that showed was a red mass of welts piled on more welts, as though of his trade was not clamped in its usual belligerent position slightly over one eye. It was riding high on his head, apparently held up by more of the ubiquitous swellings. I figured that he figured that I had something to do with the way he looked. tell me about it?" I decided that his wince was intended for a nod, and ordered rhial. I only drink rhial when I've been exposed to Captain Hannah. It was almost a pleasure to think that I was responsible, for a change, for having him take the therapy. "A in a travesty of his usual forceful voice. "But some things it should never try." He lapsed back into silence after this uncharacteristic admission. I almost felt sorry for him, but just then Beulah came racking across the field with her two-ton infant in tow, to show her off to Hannah. I walled off my pity. He had foisted those two maudlin mastodons off onto me in one of our earlier deals, and if I had somehow been responsible "I got them there safely," said Captain Hannah. "When I left, marocca was growing like mad," said Captain Hannah. rhial for myself. "Tell me about it," I suggested. "It was you who said that we should carry those damn plants to enough tolerance to cause no trouble in the trip in Delta Crucis ourselves to hauling a full load of it?" asked Captain Hannah. franchise. Besides, they gave you full written instructions about what to do under all possible circumstances." Especially when you're barricaded in the head." I almost asked him why he had been barricaded in the bathroom of the Delta Crucis , but I figured it was safer to let him tell me in his own way, in his own time. "Well," he said, "I got into parking orbit around Mypore without any trouble. The plastic film kept the water in the hydroponic tanks aimed right at sunrise. So the stem looks like a corkscrew?" 'remember' the rate and direction of movement, and keep it up during the night time. So what? We had that problem all figured out." "You think so? That solution was one of yours, too, wasn't it?" He gazed moodily at his beaker of rhial. "I must admit it sounded good to me, too. In Limbo, moving at multiple light-speeds, the whole hour spin on her to match the rotation rates of Mypore II and Gloryanna "For Heaven's sake, why not?" "For Heaven's sake why should it? With no gravity for reference, how were the plants supposed to know that the 'sun' was supposed to be moving?" "Oh," said Captain Hannah in quiet tones of controlled desperation, "it was very simple. I just put enough spin on the ship to make artificial the plants up in two different rooms, and run an artificial sun for keep the water in place started to break." "I'd like to know," I said sincerely. He stared at me in silence for a moment. "Well, it filled the cabin they're not empty, like soap bubbles. The surface acts a little like a membrane, so that sometimes two of the things will touch and gently touching one of them. You a wide cylinder with a piston with a handle, and a hose that you squirt the water out of, or can suck water in with. The way you use it is, you float up on all the water into the cylinder. Of course, you have to hold the pump with your feet while you pull the handle with your free hand." introduce it into the ship's tanks." "In a sense," said the captain. "I just emptied the pump back into the that or suicide. I had begun to get the feeling that they were stalking me. So I drew a blank." "Then after that you were all right, except for the tedium of moving "Not yet," said Captain Hannah. "Like you, I figured I had the larval stage. Instead of making cocoons for themselves, they snipped the bugs without doing the plants any harm at all. Of course, the fumigation system is designed to work with the fumigator off the ship, because it's poisonous to humans too. It was on page eleven that it mentioned casually that the midges—the correct word is carolla—are a necessary part of the life cycle of the a breeding ground for midges, but the midges didn't seem to want to cooperate. Whatever I tried to do, they came back to me. I was the only thing they seemed to love. I didn't dare bathe, or scratch, or even wriggle, for fear of killing more of them. And they kept on itching. It while the midges died one by one. It was heartbreaking—at least, it was to me. "And it was unnecessary, too. Because apparently the carolla had already laid their eggs, or whatever it is that they do, before I had fumigated them. After my useless days of agony, a new batch blundered around aimlessly. "I lit out for the head again, to keep away from that intolerable whining. This time I took a luxurious shower and got rid of most of the midges that came through the door with me. I felt almost comfortable, provide a necessary enzyme. They are supposed to have the same timing "And the reason they had the same life cycle as the carolla was that the adult dinglebury will eat only the adult carolla, and it has to fill itself full to bursting before it will reproduce. If I had the set up artificial gravity by spinning a ship, the gravity is fine down capturing her prey by sound alone. who is captain of his own ship." I must say that I agreed with him, but it seemed to be a good time for me to keep my mouth shut. "Well, after the dingleburys had eaten and propagated, they became at least a hundred feet apart? If other to the point where they curled up and died, and I had to do it gently cuttings and then feed them back to the plants, where the roots store naturally, which takes several months. mixed with a certain amount of processed mulch. Enzymes again. And there was only one special processor on board. "I was the special processor. That's what the instructions said—I translated very carefully—it required an 'organic processor'. "So I had to eat pounds of that horrible tasting stuff every day, and process it the hard way. "I didn't even have time to scratch my bites. I must have lost weight reasonable at the time." Captain Hannah inhaled a sip of rhial, and seemed to be enjoying the powerful stuff. He acted as if he thought he had finished. Hannah nodded. "They were growing luxuriously." He nodded his head a him. He said, "They made me burn the entire crop right away, of course. They completely. Meanwhile, some clever native shipped a load of the stuff to Mypore II. He took his time, did it without any trouble and made his Captain Hannah stopped talking and stood up, painfully and a little

<question>:
What does Captain Hannah use as an organic processor?

<options>:
A A fire pump
B The bodies of dead dinglebury bugs
C He uses a lamp to simulate the sun’s orbit on the planet Mypore
D His own body

<answer>:

D