When someone sighed, "The human brain is better than computers," Lu Yutian also noticed and turned back to glance at the student section, finding it amusing.
A mountain apart feels like worlds apart; these students are still too shallow in their understanding of artificial intelligence.
Some neutral participants expressed differing opinions.
"I think Lu Mian can only hold on for another twenty moves at most! Her white stones are too scattered to form a connection. It seems like she's giving the robot trouble, but in reality, her own situation isn't much better. Simply put, every move she makes is on the edge of danger—she's barely hanging on. Just wait and see, the game will definitely end in 120 moves."
The students heard this and looked at Lu Mian, who appeared calm on stage. Barely hanging on? This is barely hanging on?
Yet, as Lu Mian persisted in making more moves, the crowd grew increasingly excited.
"Move 110."
"112 moves..."
Someone stared at the stage, captivated.
