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

<passage>:
Getting specimens for the interstellar zoo keep a display from making a monkey of me! It was our first day of recruiting on the planet, and the alien life-forms had lined up for hundreds of feet back from my rented "I can get you out of this cheap." " them eager for a Corrigan contract. The Galaxy is full of bizarre beings, but there's barely a species anywhere that can resist the old exhibitionist urge. lot better than forking over a hundred grand, isn't it?" I eyed Gorb uncertainly. The Terran Consulate people probably wouldn't were really serious, and I knew from past experiences that no officials ever worried much about the state of my pocketbook. On the other hand, giving this slyster a contract might be a risky proposition. a contingency basis. Get me out of this and you'll have five grand and the contract. Otherwise, nothing." sign plastered to a facing wall: WANTED—EXTRATERRESTRIALS! We had Gorb shrugged. "What have I to lose?" saturated MacTavish IV with our promotional poop for a month preceding Want to visit Earth—see the Galaxy's most glittering and exclusive of show business on romantic Terra? If you are a non-terrestrial, packs in the crowds back on Earth. Why not? It's the best of its kind, I throttled my exclamation of surprise, concealing it behind a quick cough. "Let me have that again, please?" "I'll be placed on exhibition at your Institute on Earth. You'll pay on one side, two on the other. "Wonderful! I will see Earth at last! I accept the terms!" exploit a being, but I don't believe in throwing money away, either. of his species in the show, but they made good crowd-pleasers, being so plump and cheerful. I passed him along to Auchinleck to sign at anything short of top rate. Next came a bedraggled Sirian spider who was more interested in a handout than a job. If there's any species we have a real over-supply of, it's those silver-colored spiders, but this seedy specimen gave it a try anyway. He got the gate in half a minute, and he didn't even get the handout he was angling for. I don't approve of begging. 2903, the World Congress declared Terra off-bounds for non-terrestrial Before then, anyone could visit Earth. After the gate clanged down, a non-terrestrial could only get onto Sol III as a specimen in a advertise and they come flocking to us. Every alien wants to see Earth before this trip, representing 298 different intelligent life-forms. Ghrynian agent. A Vegan would be a top-flight attraction, being some I could tell, the being was quite plainly nothing but an Earthman. about him. He said, in level Terran accents, "I'm looking for a job "There's been a mistake. We're interested in non-terrestrials only." I don't mind conning the public from time to time, but I draw the line at getting bilked myself. "Look, friend, I'm busy, and I'm not known for my sense of humor. Or my generosity." "I'm not panhandling. I'm looking for a job." "Then try elsewhere. Suppose you stop wasting my time, bud. You're as Earthborn as I am." happen to be a representative of the only Earthlike race that exists "Very clever, Mr. Gorb." I grinned at him and shook my head. "You spin a good yarn—but for my money, you're really Sam Jones or Phil Smith from Earth, stranded here and out of cash. You want a free trip back to Earth. No deal. The demand for beings from Wazzenazz XIII is pretty low it over. Maybe you'll regret your hastiness. I'll be back to give you another chance." He slammed the door and I let my grim expression relax into a smile. This was the best con switch yet—an Earthman posing as an alien to get a job! But I wasn't buying it, even if I could appreciate his cleverness only one human race in the Galaxy—on Earth. I was going to need some real good reason before I gave a down-and-out grifter a free ticket home. I didn't know it then, but before the day was out, I would have that "You will grant me a contract!" "Will you please sit down?" because—" "You will hire me or trouble I will make!" I opened our inventory chart. I showed him that we were already didn't move. He bellowed, "I have vowed a vow, Earthman. Take me to Earth, enroll a Gursdrinn, or the consequences will be terrible!" I'm a man of principles, like all straightforward double-dealers, and He glared at me in silence. I went on, "Please be assured that I'll undo the insult at the earliest possible opportunity. It's not feasible for us to hire another "Please, please," squeaked the little alien pitifully. "I must see you, of Earth. And I am alone, bound by our sacred customs never to remarry, " My face was expressionless. "You don't really intend to join our organization at all—you just want free passage to Earth?" sentiment. I felt sorry for this being's domestic troubles, but I wasn't going to break up a good act just to make an alien squirrel happy—not to mention footing the transportation. on the subject of bringing alien life to Earth. It has to be for I?" "Well—" "Of course not." I took advantage of his pathetic upset to steam right along. "Now if you had come in here and simply asked me to sign you up, I might conceivably have done it. But no—you had to go unburden your heart to me." scientific interest, and the World Government will deport the undesirable alien back to its home world. But I wouldn't pull a low I said, "I'll ask her about coming home. But I won't ship her back against her will. And maybe she's happier where she is." his tears. He turned and shambled slowly to the door, walking like a living dishrag. In a bleak voice, he said, "There is no hope then. All About fifty more applicants were processed without a hitch. Then life started to get complicated again. Nine of the fifty were okay. The rest were unacceptable for one reason or another, and they took the bad news quietly enough. The haul for the Earthborn, and that I'm looking for a job on your "I don't care what your story is! Get out or—" . He doesn't know how to handle alien beings. How many I scowled at him. "Too damn many." "You see? He's incompetent. Suppose you fire him, take me on instead. I've been living in the outworlds half my life I know all there is to flew open again and three sleek reptilian beings entered, garbed in the this late life-form's request lies at the root of his sad demise?" "Well, no, but—" Closing my eyes wearily, I tried to wish the whole babbling lot of them away. If I had to, I could pony up the hundred-grand fine, but it was going to put an awful dent in this year's take. And I shuddered when I arrival. resolved never to come here on a recruiting trip again—or, if I did come, to figure out some more effective way of screening myself against crackpots. In heart-rending tones, the Stortulian declared, "Life is no longer worth living. My last hope is gone. There is only one thing left for me to do." I was quivering at the thought of another hundred thousand smackers going down the drain. "Stop him, somebody! He's going to kill himself! He's—"

<question>:
Why were the beings readily applying for the trip to Earth?

<options>:
A They were looking for a way to overturn Earth.
B If was their only opportunity after the Terra for Terrans movement.
C They were bored of their lives on their home planets.
D They were hoping for handouts.

<answer>:

B