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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QUEST OF THIG to subdue a defenseless world—only to meet on Earth emotions that were more deadly than weapons. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from because of the lesser gravitation. Thig was shorter than the average Earthman—although on Ortha he The Orthan entered the narrow strip of trees and crossed to the wait for an Earthman or an Earthwoman to pass. His task now was to mentality of all its knowledge. In this way they could learn whether a planet was suited for colonization by later swarms of Orthans. Already they had charted over a hundred celestial bodies but of them all only three had proven worthy of consideration. This latest planet, however, 72-P-3 on the chart, appeared to be an ideal world in every respect. Sunlight, plenty of water and a dense atmospheric envelope made of 72-P-3 a paradise among planets. and wood in its paw. It walked upright as did the men of Ortha. The Earthman was opposite now and he must waste no more precious time. The mighty muscles of the Orthan sent him hurtling across the Earthman to the metal deck-plates. "It is a male of the species that must have built the cities we saw as we landed." "He resembles Thig," announced Kam. "But for the strange covering he wears he might be Thig." "Thig will be this creature!" announced Torp. "With a psychic relay we will transfer the Earthman's memories and meager store of knowledge to the brain of Thig! He can then go out and scout this world without two inner planets." "You are the commander," said Thig. "But I wish this beast did not wear "Do not question the word of your commander," growled Torp, swelling out his thick chest menacingly. "It is for the good of our people that you disguise yourself as an Earthman." "For the good of the Horde," Thig intoned almost piously as he lifted cultured and brought to life in the laboratories of their Horde, they knew neither father nor mother. Affection and love were entirely lacking in their early training and later life. They were trained antlike from childhood that only the growth and power of the Horde were of any moment. Men and women alike toiled and died like unfeeling robots of flesh and bone for the Horde. The Horde was their religion, their love-life, their everything! So it was that the bodies of the Earthman and the Orthan were strapped on two parallel tables of chill metal and the twin helmets, linked to one another by the intricacies of the psychic relay, put upon their heads. dry of knowledge. The shock upon the nervous system of the Earthman "Now, let us get on with the plastic surgery that is required. My new Earth-creatures were hugging at his legs. An odd sensation, that his primitive impulses of barbarism adopting the thinking and mannerism of the other. All the better this way, he realized—more natural. chaos of his cool Orthan brain. Tonight or tomorrow night at the latest he must contact his two fellows and report that Earth was a planetary paradise. No other world, including Ortha, was so well-favored and rich. An expeditionary force to wipe the grotesque civilizations of Earth out of existence would, of course, be necessary before the first units of new Hordes could be landed. And there Thig balked. Why must they destroy these people, imperfect though their civilization might be, to make room for the Thig tried to tell himself that it was the transmitted thoughts of the dead Earthman that made him feel so, but he was not too sure. For three months he had lived with people who loved, hated, wept and sacrificed for reasons that he had never known existed. He had learned the heady glory of thinking for himself and making his own decisions. He had experienced the primitive joy of matching his wits and tongue against thought the same thoughts that a governor might think. Uncertainty The Orthan had come to question the sole devotion of the individual to the Horde to the exclusion of all other interests. What, he wondered, the progress of humanity? For a hundred thousand years the Orthan civilization had remained static, its energies directed into certain well-defined channels. They were mindless bees maintaining their vast mechanical hives. So far had Thig the emotionless, robot-being from Ortha drifted from the unquestioning worship of the Horde! have located three worlds fit for colonization and so we will return to "I will recommend the conquest of this planet, 72-P-3 at once and the complete destruction of all biped life upon it. The mental aberrations of the barbaric natives might lead to endless complications if they were permitted to exist outside our ordered way of life. I imagine that three circuits of the planet about its primary should prove sufficient for the purposes of complete liquidation." "But why," asked Thig slowly, "could we not disarm all the natives and exile them on one of the less desirable continents, Antarctica for example or Siberia? They are primitive humans even as our race was once a race of primitives. It is not our duty to help to attain our own degree of knowledge and comfort?" "Only the good of the Horde matters!" shouted Torp angrily. "Shall a race of feeble-witted beasts, such as these Earthmen, stand in the way of a superior race? We want their world, and so we will take it. The Law of the Horde states that all the universe is ours for the taking." "Never again do I wish to set foot upon the soil of this mad planet. There are forces at work upon Earth that we of Ortha have long forgotten." stand between them! The Hordes of Ortha must find some other world, an empty world—this planet was not for them. "Turn back!" he cried wildly. "I must go back to Earth. There is a this planet." of the finest members of the Horde. "No human being is more important than the Horde," he stated baldly. "This woman of whom you speak is merely one unit of the millions we must eliminate for the good of the Horde." the Orthan's vital throat tubes. His fingers and thumb gouged deep into for long moments they swayed there, locked together in silent deadly struggle. The fate of a world hung in the balance as Kam's other hand about full upon its owner's thick torso. Thig's fingers pressed down corruption that swiftly gave way to hardened blobs of dessicated Even Torp, thought Thig ruefully, gave way to the primitive rage of his owed his life. A cool-headed robot of an Orthan would have efficiently used the blaster to destroy any possibility of remaining life in his unconscious body. beneath them. His hand went up and felt the welcome hardness of the The deadly attack of Thig the Orthan. sobered him yet, somehow, he was pleased that he had done so. After all, it had been the Earthwoman and the children he had been thinking of while he battled Kam, a selfish desire to protect them all. He went to the desk where Torp had been writing in the ship's log and Planet 72-P-3 unfit for colonization. Some pernicious disease that planet Ortha. Unless a rogue asteroid or a comet crossed the ship's body was strangely exhilerating and heady. It was the newest of the regret in his mind that he was not returning to the planet of his first He thought of the dull greys and blacks of his planet, of the He thought of many things in those few moments. He watched the roundness of Earth flatten out, then take on the cup-like illusion that all planets had for an incoming ship. He reduced the drive of his despite his acquired memory and traits, he was an alien from outer space. differences in his appearance from an Earthman's, and his fingers heaved a gasp of relief. He was no longer Thig, a creature of a Horde's

<question>:
What is the major difference between Orthan and Earth culture that appeals to Thig?

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A Earth people wear clothing, where Orthan people wear none.
B Orthan people are unsentimental, and after experiencing emotion Thig wants to be rid of it.
C Earth people enjoy a much more lush planet, with more things to enjoy.
D Earth people are individuals, capable of making their own decisions in life.

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D