DC: I am Superman's NPC son?!

Transmigration is a good thing. But finding oneself reborn into a comic book world is another matter entirely. It's hard to say whether that counts as a fortunate opportunity for growth or a recipe for disaster. Becoming the adopted son of Superman—Clark Kent—might seem like having a powerful figure to rely on, like finding a mountain to lean against. And yet… “Why does this feel even more dangerous?” Ian muttered, staring at his personal status screen of his gold finger. The bold word [NPC] next to his identity made him feel dangerous. Isn't this a sacrificial plot device character, meant to stimulate the family's potential and talent? Ian felt that he was in danger, but fortunately he could continuously awaken different professions to improve his strength. Only. These professions' job transfer and advancement conditions were also a bit strange, to say the least. "Father, listen to me, there's a perfectly good explanation for why I ate the Doomsday.... It’s just—well—it’s kind of like that time I accidentally kidnapped a female superhero. Complicated, you know?" “Hey! Don’t hit me! At least let me explain first... My grandma’s name is Martha! I can even ask my mom to change my name to Martha too! I can even change my name to be Martha Jr. Tsk! What do you mean by shut up and look straight at your red eyes?” The young man slept well while his old father was having a migraine...