China managed to make a surprisingly nervous nervous nervous, after pitting the Humanoid Robot against humans in the half marathon run. According to BenefactorThe meat vs. Mini marathon was held in Beijing on Saturday, where thousands of Manasils joined fitness fanatics in the 21 robot competition.
The real negative aspect of this news is that the robot does not win, or comes closer. In our hubs, these robots were placed for humanoid design, including two human -style pedal Movement. Running is one of the things that seems to be especially difficult to teach a machine, I assume because they do not feel scared. Still.
While the bots ranged in size, from the smallest at just one metre and the talest just just a touch below two Metres Tall, they still had to actually run the course. I think that is fair. That means we immediately heard about this robot race. Didn’t see wheels, rocket jets, chainsu, or other things.
All robots were shadowed in some form of humanitarian aid. Some were there that working as the robot was stable and straightforward was a great helper, but others were more handy, just needing to give guidance, fully care or change batteries. Exterior. All this is the music of the new marathon trailer revolving in their heads.
Thanks to the treatment such as engineering help and treatment, organizers helped a lot of human help to describe the incident as a motor race.
The spectators working in artificial intelligence told The Guardian, “The robots are very good, very stable … I think I am witnessing the evolution of robots and AI.”
Tiangong Ultra, from the Beijing Innovation Center of Human Robotics, was the fastest robot. All this black shiny champion came up with two hours 40 minutes. It was an hour and two minutes of the human winner for reference.
Now this is a huge difference, but with the pace of growth in robotics and machine learning, the space is shrinking very fast. We already have robot dogs teaching to walk with the digital nervous system. It will not be too long unless we are bent, resting on our knees, trying to catch your breath, while one of the zappi bastard runs back and forth that reminds us of his death.
