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

<passage>:
ACCIDENTAL DEATH and is operated by a hand-picked crew of highly trained men in perfect BY PETER BAILY by a series of silly errors happening one after another in defiance of The "I'll sign off with two thoughts, one depressing and one cheering. A single Chingsi wrecked our ship and our launch. What could a whole planetful of them do? probability? precipice it fingered and wrenched to be chancy. No matter how highly with ice crystals. All in a dervish dance around the hollow The most streamlined hummocks of snow. The sun glinted on black rock glazed by ice, chasms and ridges and vizor at the white waste and the to a frozen glare, penciled black shadow down the long furrow, and flashed at the furrow's end on a thing of metal and plastics, an artifact thrown down in the dead wilderness. the north face of Mount Everest. THE END Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from stiff jerks like a snake with its back broken or a clockwork toy running Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note. Astounding Science Fiction and they seem to work," it began. "I've wiggled my toes with entire success. It's well on the cards that I'm all in one piece and not broken up at all, though I don't see how it well use it. That way even if I'm not and wonder what went wrong. Who wouldn't be shocked after luck like that? bomb. We got lined up between Alpha Centauri . "On the other hand, a talent that manipulates chance events is bound "That was some survey assignment. We astronomers really lived. developed it can't be surefire. The cum astronomical survey in the starship Whale . Whoever you are who finds and don't take any wooden nickels. how we happened to find Chang, hadn't I? That's what the natives called it. Walking, talking natives on a blue sky planet with 1.1 g gravity and a twenty per cent oxygen atmosphere at fifteen p.s.i. The odds against finding Chang on a six-sun survey on the first star jump ever must be up in the googols. We certainly were lucky. "The Chang natives aren't very technical—haven't got space travel for instance. They're good astronomers, though. We were able to show them our sun, in their telescopes. In their way, they're a highly civilized people. Look more like cats than people, but they're people all right. If you doubt it, chew these facts over. in four weeks. When I say they, I mean a ten-man team of them. . "Three, they've a great sense of humor. Ran rather to silly practical jokes, but still. Can't say I care for also learned chess and table tennis. "But why go on? People who talk English, drink beer, like jokes and beat me at chess or table-tennis are people for my money, even if they look like tigers in trousers. "It was funny the way they won all the time at table tennis. They certainly weren't so hot at it. Maybe that ten per cent extra gravity put us off our strokes. As for chess, Svendlov was our champion. He won sometimes. The rest of us seemed to lose whichever Chingsi we played. There again it wasn't so much that they were good. How could they be, seemed to make silly mistakes when we played them and that's fatal in chess. Of course it's a screwy situation, playing chess with something that grows its own fur coat, has yellow eyes an inch and a half long have kept your mind on the game? "And don't think I fell victim to their feline charm. The children were pets, but you didn't feel like patting the adults on their big grinning heads. Personally I didn't like the one I knew best. He was called—well, we called him Charley, and he was the or whatever you like to call him, who to get the edge on you. All the up in the metal alleyway to the Whale's hurt me more than the tumble had. Yes, life and soul of the party, old was how high I am. Must be all of suppose same as escape twenty-four peaks down there! Like great knives. I expected though. Almost seem to be and tell the world hello. Hello, earth is that the suit ran out of oxygen, and I lost consciousness due to anoxia. I dreamed I switched on the radio, but I actually switched on the emergency tank, thank the Lord, up. back home, which should have dumped us between the orbits of Earth a day. We astronomers had to establish solar system. The crew had to find out exactly what went wrong. The physicists had to make mystic passes in front of meters and mutter about residual folds in stress-free space. Our task was easy, because we were The crew's job was also easy: they found what went wrong in less than half an hour. exact measurements which had to be translated into the somewhat abstruse co-ordinate system we used based on the topological order of mass-points in the galaxy. Then you cut a tape on Nothing was wrong with the engines. We'd hit the right button for. All we'd done was aim for you this and I'm just attached personnel with no space-flight tradition. In practical terms, one highly trained crew member had punched a wrong equally skilled had failed to notice this when reading back. A childish why we were out there so long. They were cross-checked about five times. I got sick so I climbed into a spacesuit all looking forward to seeing Earth again after four months subjective time away, except for Charley, who was the , the most powerful For, as of course you know, the "The of course, the standard deuterium-fusion thing with direct conversion. interplanetary flight because you can ship. asteroids. In addition to the ion drive tons of mass at well over two thousand splash. By now you'll have divers down, but I doubt they'll salvage much you can use. have broken his heart to know that his lovely ship was getting the chopper. Or did he suspect another human error? up. Poor Cazamian was burnt to a crisp. Only thing that saved me was the spacesuit I was still wearing. I snapped the face plate down because I don't see how any of us could have survived. I think we're all dead. anyone with my five milliwatt suit transmitter but I'll keep trying. worn but still operational. I'm fine. "The second thing I want to say is about the Chingsi, and here it is: watch out for them. Those jokers are dangerous. I'm not telling how because I've got a scientific reputation to watch. You'll have to figure it out for yourselves. Here are the clues: (1) The Chingsi talk and laugh but after all they aren't human. On an alien world a hundred light-years away, why shouldn't alien out there. (2) The Whale expedition did fine till it found Chang. Then it hit a seam of bad luck. Real stinking bad luck that went on and but one of us lost our lives. We couldn't even win a game of ping-pong. "So what is luck, good or bad? Scientifically speaking, future chance events are by definition chance. They way. Scientific investigations into this have been inconclusive, but everyone knows that some people are lucky and others aren't. All we've got are hints and glimmers, the fumbling touch of a rudimentary talent. There's the evil eye legend and the Jonah, bad luck bringers. Superstition? Maybe but ask the insurance companies about accident prones. What's in a name? Call a man unlucky and you're superstitious. "All the same, search the space-flight records, talk to the actuaries.

<question>:
Who are the Chingsi?

<options>:
A The Chingsi are the inhabitants of Alpha Centauri.
B A race of cat-like humanoids from the planet Chang.
C Chingsi is what the people of China call themselves in this story.
D The Chingsi are genetically mutated cats.

<answer>:

B