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

<passage>:
TO EACH HIS STAR "Nothing around those other suns but ashes and dried blood," old Dunbar told the space-wrecked, desperate men. the red rim around it." believe in his choice when every star in this forsaken how they would die—not knowing within maybe thousands of light years drifted together, four men in bulbous pressure suits like small Dunbar, the oldest of the four, an old space-buster with a face wrinkled like a dried prune, burned by cosmic rays and the suns of if only a man's brain would hold up, Russell thought. The suits were which sent a man a few hundred thousand miles further on toward Four men, thought Russell, held together by an invisible string of taking the lead because he was older and knew where he was and where he was going. Maybe Johnson, second in line, and Alvar who was third, knew too, but were afraid to admit it. But Russell knew it and he'd admitted it from the first—that old how long the four of them had been plunging toward the red-rimmed sun crazy the four of them had blanked out and nobody could say now how that they were millions of light years from any place he had ever heard about, where the galactic space lanterns had absolutely no more for claiming he knew when he didn't, for his drooling optimism—because he was taking them on into deeper darkness and calling their destination Paradise. Russell wanted to laugh, but the last time he'd given way to this of the old man. Sometimes he thought about the ship, lost back there would laugh that high piping squawking laugh of his and say that the When the four of them had escaped from that prison colony on a could go where they'd never be apprehended, in a system no one else had ever heard of, where they could live like gods on a green soft world like the Earth had been a long time back. And Dunbar had spouted endlessly about a world of treasure they would find, if they would just follow old Dunbar. That's what all four of them had been trying to find all their lives in the big cold grabbag of eternity—a rich star, a rich far fertile star where no one else had ever been, loaded with treasure that had no name, that no one had ever heard of before. And was, because of that, the richest treasure of all. We all look alike out here in these big rocket pressure suits, Russell thought. No one for God only knew how many of millions of light years in self-confidence as to put all their trust in that crazed old us. Four suns. You guys see those other three suns all around you, "So now," Johnson said, "there's two suns with red rims around them." "We're about in the middle of those four suns aren't we, Dunbar?" "You're still sure it's the sun up ahead ... that's the only one with "That's right! That's right," Dunbar yelled. "That's the only one—and it's a paradise. Not just a place to live, boys—but a place you'll have trouble believing in because it's like a dream!" "And none of these other three suns have worlds we could live on, worlds but ashes ... just ashes and iron and dried blood, dried a million years or more." I been here. I remember those four suns all spotted to form a perfect all these suns and the worlds that go round 'em. Trust me, boys, and we'll reach the right one. And that one's just like Paradise." "Paradise and there we'll be like gods, like Mercuries with wings flying on nights of sweet song. These other suns, don't let them and pretty and waiting and calling and lying! They make you think of nice green worlds all running waters and dews and forests thick as fleas on a wet dog. But it ain't there, boys. I know this place. I in—that'll be paradise enough for us. But it'll take a long time won't it? And what if it isn't there—what if after all the time we spend hoping and getting there—there won't be nothing but ashes and cracked clay?" We explored all these sun systems. And I remember it all. The second bobbing neck, his simpering watery blue eyes. But he still had to knowing all the time the old man was crazy, that he was leading them than old Dunbar will ever be, even if he keeps on getting nuttier all the time. four of them hurtled along. "You never know where you'll find people on a world somewhere nobody's ever named or knows about. Places where a lost ship's landed and never got up again, or wrecked itself so far off the lanes they'll never be found except by accident for millions of years. That's what this world is, boys. Must have been a ship load every night of a long long year...." it's paradise ain't it, compared with that prison hole we were rotting in? We can make it. We have the food concentrates, and all the rest. the old will-power." direction. And then someone says maybe they'd better go back the old years or so some lousy insect man from Jupiter comes along and finds inherited from Earth. Then he saw how the other two stars also were beginning to develop red right. That sun to the right, and the one behind us ... now they ALL motion. Dunbar laughed. "Sure, they all maybe have a touch of red, but it It was something he had had to do for a long time and that made it self-sealing. Nothing appeared to have changed. The four of them "I did it for the three of us," Russell said. "It was either him or us. don't tell me you guys don't see the red rims around all four suns, all "How could he see any difference in those four stars?" Russell said, thought? And up ahead the old man's pressure suit with a corpse inside went on ahead, leading the other three at the front of the does a crazy man's laugh sound so good when you're desperate and don't Russell said, "I've had a hunch all along that maybe the old man was here before, and that he was right about there being a star here with a hunch all along that the right star was the one to the left." matter to me." "How can we tell which of us is right?" Alvar said. "It's like none of those suns had red rims, and at other times—like the old man that star to the left—" "That's it," said Alvar. "There's three suns that look like they might the chance is three to one against us. But if each of us makes for one star, one of us has a chance to live. Maybe not in paradise like the intelligent life, maybe even a ship, and whoever gets the right star Alvar said, "We each take the star he likes best. I'll go back the above his own yelling he could hear Johnson's rising laughter. "Every guy's got a star of his own," Johnson said when he stopped laughing. "And we got ours. A nice red-rimmed sun for each of us to call his sun." Someday he'll get to that red-rimmed star of his. Out here in space, aloneness even before Alvar and Johnson used their life-guns and shot red-rimmed sun behind them. Fading, he could hear their voices. "Each to his own star," Johnson closed his eyes. "Maybe," he thought, "I shouldn't have killed the old man. Maybe one sun's as good as another...." "An old man," one of them mused. "A very old man. From one of the lost "Yes," another of them said. "But what amazes me is that this old man picked this planet out of all the others. The only one in this entire sector that would sustain life." "Maybe he was just a very lucky old man. Yes ... a man who attains such an age was usually lucky. Or at least that is what they say about the lost sectors." courage, and that he knew the way. He will be given a burial suitable to his stature, and he will rest here among the brave. the path above which the women will carry him to rest."

<question>:
What do the four men seek/value most in a star? That no one had ever heard of it before

<options>:
A obscurity of location
B population of women
C geographical features
D prevalence of riches

<answer>:

A