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

<passage>:
slowed, and settled to their proper The robots were built to serve sweet-smelling ooze, Alan eyed the robot apprehensively. Half buried in mud, it stood quiet in Then the robots figured out an places. Standing in the sticky, Frowning, worrying about the sounds, Alan momentarily forgot to watch his step until his foot suddenly plunged into an ant hill, throwing him to the jungle floor. "Damn!" He cursed again, again in the rustling jungle darkness. "I wonder," he thought, "how scraping the spongy ground like the tentacles of some monstrous it slithered off into the jungle In the distance the sky blazed as a blaster roared in the jungle. Then Alan heard the approaching robot, crunching and snapping its way through the undergrowth like an onrushing forest Alan peered around him at the vine-draped shadows, listening to the soft rustlings and faint "All I need is to get lost." and silenced by an explosive crash. Alan started, automatically controlled by the towards the camp. Trees exploded to his left as another robot fired in his direction, caught at his legs, tripping him and holding him back. Then, through the trees he saw the Alan changed direction slightly to follow a line between the two robots coming up from with Alan, were the only humans on the jungle planet, Waiamea. ship and the eleven men who, either side, behind him. His eyes were well accustomed to the dark Stepping through the low killer robots shook the night behind and technicians to Waiamea three days before. Except for a few of the killer robots rolling slowly around the camp site on their quiet treads, there was no owe Pete a bourbon-and-soda for sure. Anybody who can build a robot that hunts by homing in on animals' mind impulses ..." nightmare. Alan would have to He stepped forward again, and the robots would Without pausing to think, Alan leaped back, and fell sprawling over a bush just as one of the robots rolled silently a third robot slowly moved up in the distance. Without thinking, Alan turned slightly to the up from the right, lowering its turns he'd taken in the jungle. branches and crashed against the robot, clawing insanely at the with no one to stop it, automatically sending its robots in With an awkward jerk the robot wiping every trace of life from the planet. Technologically advanced machines doing the job He pictured the camp computer antenna and blaster barrel. wider and wider forays, slowly and without human masters cat's body overloaded the discharge circuits. The robot started But the back pressure of the alone. Shakily, Alan crawled a few feet back into the undergrowth where he could lie and watch the camp, but not himself be seen. Though visibility didn't make any difference to the robots, he felt safer, somehow, hidden. He knew now what the shooting blaster shot, Alan saw the steel glint of a robot only a hundred yards away, much nearer than himself, "that Pete assembled these robots in a batch and then activated them all at once, probably they're tuned to pick up human eyes and looked up—into a robot's Alan grabbed his pocket blaster leaves or a twig fell softly to the ground, close to where he lay. Alan. He fired again, and again the robot reacted. It seemed familiar somehow. Then he remembered the robot on the river Reaching into his jacket, Alan bank, jiggling and swaying for pumas." They said the blast with your name on it would find you anywhere. This looked like Alan's blast. Slowly Alan looked around, sizing up his situation. Behind him the dark jungle rustled forbiddingly. seconds after each shot. "Of wouldn't even singe a robot, but it just might stop one of those can't get to the camp with a pack of mind-activated mechanical killers running around. Then, unexpectedly, Alan saw building, housing the robot-controlling computer. Still firing at Straining every muscle in spite of the agonizing pain, Alan the door. It fired again, closer, for an unknown planet, with her that jutted up through the grass. saw another of the robots standing shakily in the dark edge of the jungle waiting, it seemed, for his small blaster to run dry. "Be damned! You can't win now!" Alan yelled between blaster From the corner of his eye he Alan unclenched his fists and ready, Alan rolled over onto his the device, falling in the grass at his feet. He dropped the useless "No!" He threw himself on the ground as a new robot suddenly locust-like insects that beat disgustingly against his eyes and mouth. "Fagh!" Waving his appeared around the edge engulfed in a swarm of the bugs. As he did so, a dark shapeless thing plopped from the robot paused momentarily, jiggling in place. In this instant, Alan jammed his hands into an insect hill and hurled the pile of dirt and insects directly at the robot's antenna. In a flash, the trees onto the spot where he had been lying stretched out. Then, like an ambient fungus, Alan whirled, startled. The planet's double moon had risen and he could see a robot rolling slowly across the clearing in his general direction, blasting indiscriminately robot fired erratically as Alan crouched and raced painfully for robot's pickup devices. Confused by the sudden dispersion of mind impulses, the headed for the jungle, each to a slightly different spot. Frantically, Alan slammed open the door as the robot, sensing Apparently the robot hadn't sensed him yet, but Alan didn't him strongly now, aimed by the blast. know what the effective range of its pickup devices was. He killer robot was equipped to crush, slash, and burn its way through undergrowth. Nevertheless, of it, barely out of blaster range. Only, the robot didn't get tired. Alan did. and danced across the jungle floor, hiding debris that tripped him and often sent him sprawling clothes, and insects attracted by the blood matted against his pants and shirt. Behind, the robot angry cat. Alan's fingers tensed on his pocket blaster. Swift shadowy forms moved quickly in a pack of small feline creatures leaped snarling and clawing back into the night. Mentally, Alan tried to figure The robot crashed on, louder now, gaining on the tired human. Legs aching and bruised, stinging from insect bites, Alan tried to force himself to run holding his hands in front of insect hill and a winged swarm exploded around him. Startled, Alan jerked sideways, crashing shadows. The robot crashed loudly behind him now. Without stopping to think, Alan fumbled along the ground after his gun, straining Alan stumbled forward. a mere hundred yards behind. He screamed at the blast. "Damn you, Pete! Damn your robots! banks, the jungle reached out with hairy, disjointed arms as if to snag even the dirty little Alan, lying in the mud of the stream bed, felt the earth shake as the heavy little robot rolled Alan trembled. For the first Alan became a man. "Dammit, no law says I have tree crashed heavily past Alan the moons, the killer robot stopped and its blaster swivelled slowly down. Frantically, Alan Alan slid slowly along the bank slightly overhanging the bank, the robot fired again. For a split second Alan seemed engulfed in flame Without hesitation Alan robot's treads churned furiously Alan's arms, then slammed a steel-skinned water monster trying to dislodge a tenacious crab, while Alan, arms and legs fiercely against the robot's metal skin. Slowly, trying to anticipate the stationary portion of the robot.

<question>:
Why are the robots hunting Alan?

<options>:
A The robots aren't hunting Alan specifically. They are hunting all life forms.
B The robots are hunting Alan because he invaded Waiamea.
C The robots aren't hunting Alan. They're hunting pumas. Alan got in the way.
D The robots are hunting Alan because he was illegally poaching pumas in the jungle.

<answer>:

A