To avoid taxes, I had to adopt Superman.

One morning, Johnson woke up to find himself inheriting his grandfather's large ranch in America. He assumed the idyllic life of a rancher would be all about farming and brewing wine. But the taxes here were freaking out. A starting price of 50%! Who could imagine? However, when he found a UFO falling from the sky in his field, he realized his lucky days were about to begin. What? A 10% tax reduction for adopting a child? Well, don't blame me for opening an orphanage! What? You say I adopted Superman, Supergirl, Wanda, and Quicksilver? That's not important. Who's my fifth adopted son?