Maze Runner

"I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference."

There's beauty in poetry. A form of perfection, ethereal in imagination. Bots are perfect but don't realise the imagination. A bot can process the incoming and guide itself through. It defines perfection in reality.

Bots dont understand the triviality of choice. It relies on absolution. A million paths may have diverged in a wood, but only one is correct. Can your bot realise the perfection of vision, and choose the correct path to absolution ?

The Flare has taken over the world, the Maze being a relic of those who have fallen to its might. It has consumed everyone who gave you the slightest resemblance of family. You are the Cure that might just can save the world, but can you survive the maze?

Come join us at Maze Runner, Srijan 19 to find out...

Problem Statement

To build an image processing robot that is capable of traversing in a lane and deciding its path according to the wall and road colours.


General Rules

Event Rules

Robot Specifications: