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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It is not. sandy, but handkerchiefs over nose and mouth solve this. We look like desperadoes, what with the rifles and covered faces. I I'm hungry they want the human slant on things." mad at the way they got the rifles so easily. When we came upon them "But, Louie," I said weakly, "I'll fired, but the shots either bounced about them." "Nonsense," said Louie, sipping carefully at a paper cup of scalding coffee. "It'll be just like the off their scales or stuck in their thick hides. Anyway, they took the rifles away and threw them into the with you." "But, Louie," I said, wiping the public going along vicariously. identify They'll dampness from my palms on the to me. I congratulated Kroger on the lichen I'd seen, but he just said "That's dishonest," I pointed out. "Creative is the word," Louie said. a short and unscientific word and what they intend to do with us. Feed us, I hope. So far, they've just left us here, and we're out of rations. went to sleep. once, but he (or it) made a whistling kind of sound and flashed a mouthful of teeth. Kroger says the teeth are in multiple rows, like a tiger shark's. I'd rather he hadn't told me. And, of course, me. I've met all but the pilot (he's very to the far edge of the water and looking at us and whistling at each busy today), and they seem friendly other. A little Martian came near Martian whistled like crazy and dragged it away. "Water must be dangerous to with us. He looks a damn sight better than I feel. He's kind of balding, and very iron-gray-haired and Kroger. "What the hell," says Pat, "it's better than starving." I didn't quite catch his first name) is scarlet-faced, barrel-chested and gives the general appearance of belonging else. Right now I could eat a dinner raw, in a centrifuge, and keep it down. A Martian threw a stone at Jones today, and Jones threw one back at him and broke off a couple of scales. The Martian whistled furiously and went away. When the crowd thinned out, same as it did . So is everybody yesterday (must be some sort of (they call it the bulkhead, for some reason or other) table, scratching away with a ballpoint and then calling numbers over a microphone to the pilot. His hair is red and curly, and he looks as cold water, with the scales gripped he's probably got them on his face, too. So far, all he's said is, "Scram, in his fist. Or what was left of the I'm busy." scales. They had melted down in studied them in the uncertain light, then tasted them and grinned. the backs of his hands, so I think clean. I mean clean now. It wasn't during blastoff. The inertial gravities didn't bother me so much as of their bodies, in the form of scales. He's watched them more closely and seen that they have long rubbery tubes for tongues, and that they now and then suck up water from the stream while they're watching us, being careful not to get their lips (all sugar, of course) wet. He guesses that their "blood" must be almost pure water, and that it washes away (from the inside, of that he is tall and does scales like prisms, to isolate the spectra (another Kroger word) necessary to form the sugar. "I don't get it," I said politely, when he'd finished his spiel. pilot all day. He passed my room were addressing me by name. "They have a twofold reason to fear on the way to the galley (the kitchen) for a cup of dark brown and die. Two: even partial sprinkling alters the shape of the scales, and they are unable to use sunpower to form more sugar, and still die, if a bit slower." "Oh," I said, taking it down verbatim. met the pilot. He is kind of squat, with a vulturish neck and close-set jet-black eyes that make him look rather mean, but he was pleasant enough, and said I and spray "We remove our boots," said Kroger, sitting on the ground and those teeth of theirs. They must be for biting something more substantial than moss, Kroger." of starvation." The hell it is. just stared at me. I can't say I was too impressed what they use those teeth for. We passed through one to it, no sense of depth or immensity. It's as impressive as a piece of velvet with salt sprinkled and surprised a lot of them chewing gritty hunks of anthracite out on it. of the walls. They came running at ground in front of them, and they turned tail (literally) and clattered us, whistling with those tubelike tongues, and drooling dry coal dust, but Pat swung one of his boots in an arc that splashed all over the misunderstood and said, "A good chance of liking what With Martian rime, Venusian slime, And a radioactive hoe. shortly after landing." and the shattering of glass, not unlike the noise made when one uses his first name as a gag. Some fun. And only 255 days to go. Vanity Fair , Pride and Prejudice , War and Peace I'll be the one to quit. the Wind , and Kroger is busy in his cramped lab space trying to classify the little . It must have been a riot when it first came out. I mean, all those sly digs at the aristocracy, with copious interpolations by Mr. Thackeray in case you didn't get on board ship. Pat told him he I asked Pat what the prize was and he told me to go to hell. was pretty well divided. Jones had brought them aboard. well be cement for all the good it did me at takeoff. Earth seems awfully far away. Air is foul and I'm very thirsty. Kroger says that at least—when much dust in it to be any fun to inhale. He's all for going out and looking for lichen, but Pat says he's breathable, but thin, and it has too all turn into The AFAR system is no more then slicing it, then toasting it till it turns to carbon, and we can use loaves were cooling, and when he got back they were gone. However, standing there, tall and silvery, the next instant it was gone. present in the bread after a lifelong diet of anthracite. Pat says let's jettison Kroger. This time the vote went against be pulverized and mixed with sulphuric acid. He says this'll produce carbon. So does Kroger. Brief reprieve for us. The saw the real ship, and Lloyd The air is too thin to carry sound well. All at once, something gleamed in their hands, and they started shooting at me with their rifles. Worse and worse . Lloyd "Simple," he said, as though he the chamber with acid to subdue the creature, which carbonized themselves, spaced considerably farther apart. "Damned if I know," he said. "It was red and scaly, and I think it which is a help. However, his tail is prehensile, and now and then it snakes out through an air duct and yanks food right off the table from under our noses. Kroger says watch out. We are alone here. More of the scaly things have come toward when they're startled. Their attitudes aren't menacing, but their appearance is. And Jones says, "Who knows what's 'menacing' in an alien?" the "captured Martian" leaked out, and we all became nine-day wonders until the dismantling of the rocket. and hydrostatic pressure and crystalline life, but in no time at all mingled with the alien ones, sharp and clear. The aliens seem to have too, or else they have the damnedest-looking shoes in creation. The constant shower of sand

<question>:
After they landed, how were the crewmen viewed by the general public?

<options>:
A with admiration
B with curiosity
C with fear
D with disdain

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A