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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from an ancient subway car, except that it was air-tight, and was hurled by magnetic attraction tube exhausted of air, at a speed By JACK WILLIAMSON that would have made an old The year 1928 was a great year of discovery for AMAZING . They were uncovering new talent at such a great rate, (Harl Vincent, David H. Keller, E. E. Smith, Philip Francis Nowlan, Fletcher Pratt and Miles J. Breuer), that Jack Williamson barely managed to become one of a distinguished group of discoveries by stealing the cover of the December issue for his first story A disciple of A. Merritt, he attempted to imitate in style, mood and subject the magic of that late lamented master of fantasy. The imitation found great favor from the readership and almost instantly Jack Williamson became AMAZING STORIES . He followed his initial success with two short novels , The youth leaning on the shelf behind it. Beyond him was a The thin man in black, whom Eric now recognized as a prominent French heart-specialist, was A. Merritt, whose style and method Jack Williamson parlayed into popularity for eight years. Yet the strange thing about it was that Jack Williamson was one of the most versatile science fiction authors ever to sit down vogue for science-fantasy altered to super science, he created the memorable super lock-picker and when they wanted extrapolated theory in present tense, he assumed the disguise of Will Stewart and popularized the concept of contra terrene matter in science fiction breathe. Ready!" He manipulated his dials and Shock. Finally, when only psychological studies of the future Little bulbs lit and glowed for a second. The youth turned toward interest because it was written during Williamson's A. Merritt earliest indication of a more general capability. The lightness of the handling is especially modern, barely avoiding the farcical by the validity of the notion that wireless transmission of matter and—" "Young man, if any harm especially important because it the story. With only a few thousand scanning-disk television sets in existence at the time of the writing, the surmise that this media would be a natural for westerns was particularly astute. Jack Williamson was born in gems, waddled pompously when covered wagons were the primary form of transportation and apaches still raided the settlers. His father was a cattle man, but for young Jack, the ranch was anything but glamorous. "My days were filled," he remembers, "with monotonous rounds of what seemed an endless, out of the door through which the frantic French doctor had heart-breaking war with drought and frost and dust-storms, poison-weeds and hail, for the sake of survival on the The discovery of AMAZING STORIES he sought and his goal was to be a science fiction writer. He labored to this end and the first he knew that a story of his had been accepted was when he "For old time's sake, and for this—" The boy seemed dazed at sight was the escape the new world of science, and the expression of man's reaction to a technological environment. By which I mean that it is the most interesting and stimulating slender figure in purple-striped pajamas. He smiled fondly across for what happens afterward." "Simple, primitive life is what we're looking for. And now what do I owe you—" and began a series of fantastic and also with scientific appliances that would have been strange to the man of four or five centuries before, when the Age of Aviation was beginning. Suddenly there was a sharp tingling Yawning, Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding stood before the great concern was that to the lightly clad man at the window, who was inhaling deeply the fragrant air the cold ato-light that illuminated the snow-covered city. With a distasteful grimace, he seated himself before a broad, The next thing they knew, the bright jackets, red and blue and green, that brought a thrill of pleasure to the young novelist's heart when he looked up from his as his enthusiastic publishers and television directors said, "of ages past, when men was impartial as to the source of his thrills—provided they were distant enough from modern civilization. His hero was likely to be an ape-man roaring through the jungle, with "You're the perfect companion, Nada.... But now we marooned with a lovely woman on a desert South Sea island. His heroes were invariably strong, fearless, resourceful fellows, equal terms with a cave-man, or call science to aid them in defending a beautiful mate from dramatization of them on the television screens. They thrilled at the simple, romantic lives his heroes led, paid him handsome royalties, and subconsciously shared his opinion that civilization had taken all the best from the life of man. Eric had settled down to the artistic satisfaction of describing the sensuous delight of his hero in the roasted marrow-bones of a dead mammoth, when room stirred, and presently came tripping into the study, gay and vivacious, and—as her husband of a few months most justly thought—altogether beautiful in machine back into its place, and resolved to forget that his next "red-blooded action thriller" was warm downpour. Dry wood seemed scarce as the proverbial hen's teeth. grown up into a city, the birds were extinct, there were no wild flowers, and no one had time to bother about sunsets. "Yes, dear. Civilization has ruined the world. If we could only have lived a thousand years ago, when life was simple and natural, when men hunted and killed their meat, instead of drinking synthetic stuff, when men still had the joys of conflict, instead of speaker said that the Planet fell without. They lay in each other's arms, the body warmth Venus is younger than the Earth, that it has not cooled so much. It simple, elemental life there—like Earth had before civilization ruined it." With "Eric," a thin voice trembled. the darkness, the temperature in about the same period as Earth and it must be much like Earth was a million years ago." "Eric, I wonder if we could go there! It would be so thrilling to begin life like the characters in your stories, to get away from It has ruined nature, filled the world with silly, artificial "A new invention. Just perfected a few weeks ago, I understand. "Don't you think—it might have been better— You know the old life was not so bad, after all." "I was just thinking of our By Ludwig Von der Valls, "I've quit bothering about science. the shaft whenever we pushed "But this is quite remarkable, dear. A new way to travel—by the button, and the gay crowds in the park, and my old typewriter." ether!" "Don't you wish—we had known better?" "I do." If he winced at the until the two sounds were together. And then an infernal din weren't a scientist." He glowed with pride. "But the method, in "So sorry—an accident—inconceivable. I can't see how he got it! We got you back as soon transmission, all but a tiny fraction of the power is lost, and Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding, noted author of primitive life and love, ate a hearty meal with his pretty spouse, after they had washed off the grime of another planet. He spent the next twelve hours in bed. his publishers, a thrilling tale of a man marooned on Venus, with a beautiful girl. The hero made stone tools, erected a dwelling for himself and his mate, hunted food for her, defended her from the mammoth saurian monsters world. But I know his weak point—" small polished object, gleaming silvery, slid down into his hand. "Old friendship, plus this, Five minutes later Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding and his pretty wife were in street clothes,

<question>:
What event or experience had the strongest impact on Williamson's literary style?

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A Reading books by some of the most illustrious science fiction authors as a child and adolescent
B Watching his father make sacrifices to provide for him, his mother, and younger siblings
C Growing up with little protection from exposure to the suffering from the elements
D Not having the same access to innovative, life-saving technology in his formative years

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A