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

<passage>:
slowed, and settled to their proper places. Standing in the sticky, the robot apprehensively. Half comforts, make smooth his way. Then the robots figured out an additional service—putting Man out of his misery. There was a sudden crash that hung sharply in the air, floor. "Damn!" He cursed again, for the tenth time, and stood uncertainly in the dimness. He tried to visualize the computing circuits needed for the operation of its tracking mechanism alone. "There just isn't room for the electronics. You'd need a computer as big as the one at camp headquarters." tree-bound octopus. Fitful little plants grew straggly in the the tentacles of some monstrous In the distance the sky blazed on the planet, the shadows other! The one I jammed must be calling others to help." He began to move along the too far away to be effective but churning towards him through the blackness. clearing of the camp site, the temporary home for the scout ship and the eleven men who, with Alan, were the only humans on the jungle planet, Waiamea. area to the two temporary structures, the camp headquarters where the power supplies and the computer were and the sleeping quarters. Beyond, nose high, stood the silver scout ship that had brought the advance exploratory party of scientists because a man can sometimes cover to shake, then clicked sharply for which they were built, completely, as an overload relay snapped thoroughly, without feeling, tight shut before he could see again, and the robots would move a little closer. towards the camp, leaving Alan "All I need is to get lost." He pictured the camp computer with no one to stop it, automatically where he could lie and watch the wider and wider forays, slowly wiping every trace of life from lower half of the cat creature which had clung across the barrel. But the back pressure of the cat's body overloaded the discharge circuits. The robot started to separate sense from futility. and without human masters Finally parts would wear out, circuits would short, and one by the planet. Technologically advanced machines doing the job alone. Shakily, Alan crawled a few children, eager girls, and their men would also lie, beside a rusty hulk, beneath the alien feet back into the undergrowth one the killers would crunch to sun. sounds had been and why there hadn't been anyone around the camp site. A charred blob lying in the grass of the clearing confirmed his hypothesis. His stomach Though visibility didn't make any difference to the robots, he felt safer, somehow, hidden. He these robots in a batch and then activated them all at once, probably and fell heavily. Pain danced up his leg as he grabbed his ankle. Quickly he exist no more. And the bones of earth. camp, but not himself be seen. He shuddered. "Not a very healthy spot to spend the night. On the other hand, I certainly can't get to the camp with a pack of mind-activated mechanical killers running around. If I can just hold out until morning, when the big ship arrives ... The big ship! Good Lord, Peggy!" He turned white oily sweat punctuated his forehead. night sky, and half dragging his swelling leg he stumbled out of building, housing the robot-controlling computer. Still firing at short intervals he started across Ahead, across fifty yards of at every step. Straining every muscle in spite of the agonizing pain, Alan forced himself to a limping run It was crazy, he supposed, to marry a girl and then take off for an unknown planet, with her the jungle waiting, it seemed, for his small blaster to run dry. "Be damned! You can't win now!" Alan yelled between blaster thirty years of loneliness and had, at last, given him a reason at his feet. He dropped the useless gun. "No!" He threw himself on the ground as a new robot suddenly appeared around the edge at the robot's antenna. In a flash, hundreds of the winged things erupted angrily from the hole in a swarming cloud, each part of planet's double moon had risen the door. It fired again, closer, Six or seven others also left the camp headquarters area and as he fumbled with the lock headed for the jungle, each to a Frantically, Alan slammed open the door as the robot, sensing by the blast. red-clad safety switch mounted beside the computer. Time stopped. There was nothing else in the world. He half-jumped, half-fell him. His stomach tightened. Panic. The dank, musty smell of the jungle seemed for an instant to thicken and choke in his throat. Then he thought of the big ship landing in the morning, settling down slowly after a lonely two-week voyage. He thought of a brown-haired girl crowding with the others to the gangway, eager brain. He moaned. A voice spoke hollowly in the to embrace the new planet, and of a design error or a misplaced wire in a machine. "I have to try," he said aloud. "I have to space medical insignia. "Yes," he acknowledged the question in he could manage to keep ahead tightly against him. Neither of them spoke. They couldn't. There was too much to say. THE END Transcriber's Note: of it, barely out of blaster range. floor, hiding debris that tripped him and often sent him sprawling Only, the robot didn't get tired. pants and shirt. Behind, the robot crashed imperturbably after multi-hurting thing that crawled through his body and dragged ragged tentacles across his a pack of small feline creatures There wouldn't be much. "Enough for a few more shots, load in fresh cells this morning!" The robot crashed on, louder now, gaining on the tired human. Legs aching and bruised, stinging from insect bites, Alan tried to force himself to run buckled. His blaster fell into the shadows. The robot crashed loudly behind him now. Without stopping to think, Alan fumbled along the ground after his gun, straining and leaped back, trying frantically to wipe the clinging, you, Pete! Damn your robots! Damn, damn ... Oh, Peggy!" He stepped into emptiness. by the water, the pain began to fall away. He wanted to lie there as the heavy little robot rolled slowly and inexorably towards he thought, "in battle dress." He tried to stand but his legs were almost too weak and his arm felt numb. "I'll drown him," he said aloud. "I'll drown Peggy, arriving tomorrow months or years, but eventually, as now, he would have to watch, with the other colonists, the "Dammit, no law says I have to flame-out now !" He forced himself to rise, forced his legs to stand, struggling painfully in the shin-deep ooze. He worked his way to the bank and began to but he forced his hands to dig, dig, dig, cursing and crying to grass stood the headquarters small cave about three feet deep in the bank. Beyond that the soil was held too tightly by the roots from above and he had to stop. a second, its treads spinning crazily as the earth collapsed underneath it, where Alan had Without hesitation Alan threw himself across the blaster housing, frantically locking his arms around the barrel as the robot's treads churned furiously in the sticky mud, causing it to buck and plunge like a Brahma bull. The treads stopped and the down. Then the whole housing whirled around and around, tilting alternately up and down like trying to dislodge a tenacious crab, while Alan, arms and legs wrapped tightly around the blaster skin. Slowly, trying to anticipate and shift his weight with the hardly able to move on the wildly swinging turret, he felt down the sides to the thin crack between the revolving housing and the stationary portion of the robot. With a quick prayer he

<question>:
Why are there only 11 men on the planet's surface?

<options>:
A They wanted to establish a colony only for men.
B They served as a lookahead team for a larger group.
C They wanted to go unnoticed as they set up on the planet's surface.
D There was not enough space on the ship for more people.

<answer>:

B